#Chapter 89: 2 Truths, 1 Lie
Abby
“Gerald, Abby, would one of you care to explain what’s going on?”
Karl’s voice is somehow exceedingly calm, juxtaposed against the chaotic energy filling the room. I feel
like I’ve just stepped into a scene that I never should have witnessed with my own eyes, like a
complete stranger in a home that I once used to rule.
Gerald wastes no time with his explanation. “I found her in your private office upstairs, sir,” he
announces, as if he’s just solved a great mystery. “She was reading your emails, going through your
personal computer.”
Karl turns toward me, his face covered in a puzzled expression. “Abby? Is this true?”
I nod, feeling embarrassed. “Yes, to an extent. But—”
Suddenly, Gerald butts in before I can finish. “Sir, I’ve always suspected she’s a spy for another pack,
and this just further proves my point.”
My jaw drops open, incredulous. I whirl around to face Gerald, wincing against his iron grip on my arm.
“Really, Gerald? A spy? Are you losing your marbles? What pack would I even be spying for, and
why?”
He sneers, his eyes turning into two narrow slits of suspicion. “I’m not entirely sure, but it’s no secret
I’ve had my eye on you for years. Your behavior has always been…off. Perhaps you even plotted with
that gardener—what was his name? The one who has conveniently run away—to create this ‘cheating’
fiasco as a distraction.”
I can’t believe what I’m hearing. It feels like I’ve just stepped into some sort of parallel universe, one
where wild accusations are flung around like confetti.
“Gerald, you’re completely delusional,” I fire back, my voice shaking with a mixture of anger and
disbelief. “I’ve never done any such thing. You’re so busy playing detective that you’re seeing
conspiracies where there are none!”
Gerald scoffs. “Ha! As if I don’t—”
quiet!” Karl’s voice booms, echoing off the walls of the study, drowning
baseless accusations. The room falls silent, like a
the desk behind Karl, a knowing smirk on her
can do is think back to the moment I witnessed between her and Gerald
me look bad in front of Karl? I always knew that Gianna
like a new low, even for
mine, and for a brief moment, I see a flicker of something—doubt?
Then he turns his
not interrupt her,” Karl commands, his voice as icy as his stare. He turns back to me,
not entirely
there, frozen, my eyes locked onto Karl’s.
with a knife. Gerald’s grip is like iron on my arm, branding me as if I’m already
my voice laced with desperation, “I just
to turn
not in suspicion—more in contemplation, as if he’s piecing together
the emails?” he asks, his voice
swallowing hard. “I was curious, yes, but I
steal anything.”
unreadable. After a moment, he turns
Gerald. I
asks, sounding incredulous. “Are
is low, stern, and oddly terrifying. It’s moments like
he’s an
a look of disbelief contorting his face. But before he can
been watching the whole scene unfold like
sneers, her lips curling into a contemptuous smile. “So now we’re letting not
and thieves
fills my ears. I can’t believe she
with something that looks a
Now.”
me one last time before stalking out of the
the hardwood floor. Gerald follows, throwing me a
he leaves.
left standing there, my heart pounding in my chest, my eyes
refuse
sorry,” I murmur, wiping away a stray tear.
way to the
too scared to
or Gerald’s? What if he thinks I’m guilty too? What
on his lips?
the stairs and
dinner guests.
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