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Without waiting for Laurel’s response, Audrey immediately played another surveillance video.

“This footage is from a camera outside the repair shop,” she explained, her cold voice cutting through the silence.

The new angle showed the exterior of the shop, focusing on a corner where Jennifer stood alone, phone pressed against her ear. The timestamp matched the previous footage.

Jennifer’s voice came through clearly, panic evident in her tone.

“Laurel, something terrible happened!“\

She glanced around nervously before continuing. “Guess who I just ran into while getting your phone fixed?”

“Audrey Sinclair!” Jennifer’s voice rose. “She’s not dead at all – she’s at the repair shop right now!*

I felt Laurel tense against me.

“She tried to grab that phone, but I wouldn’t let her,” Jennifer continued. “I’ve got men handling her right now… they’re teaching her a lesson as we speak.”

A pause, then Jennifer’s voice brightened. “Good, good! With your approval, I feel much better about this!”

Jennifer lowered her voice, but the microphone still caught her words. “These guys are all ex–military. They know exactly

what they’re doing.”

“Trust me, they’ll beat her half to death today!”

Audrey paused the video and turned to Laurel with cold eyes.

“Still want to claim the ‘Laurel‘ Jennifer was talking to is someone else? Some random woman who happens to know me?”

The room fell silent. Laurel’s face had turned whiter than my dress shirt. Her tears still clung to her lashes, but she couldn’t speak. She bit her lip hard, saying nothing in her defense.

How could she possibly explain this away?

Jennifer sat with her head bowed, not daring to look at anyone.

Grandfather broke the silence. “This is the woman you’ve been defending?” he asked me, voice heavy with scorn. “The one you said Audrey should apologize to?”

He laughed harshly. “Audrey only slapped her twice – that’s merciful! If it were me, I would’ve hit her until she couldn’t spout more lies!”

I stared at Laurel, disappointment flooding through me.

Where was the gentle woman who rescued me five years ago? The one who cared for me when I was blind?

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I knew would never order

away from her shoulders. The physical distance between us seemed to

immediately, grabbing my

her voice shook. “Let

opening another

at it, let’s discuss what happened at NYU last

security footage from a university hallway. The same men in black suits moved through

on doors and

Audrey explained. “It shows what happened while students

aggressive, forcing their way into

faces draining of color. Jennifer collapsed onto the

remained standing,

ended, I turned to Audrey. “Where did you get this

slight smile touched her lips. “I don’t have your connections to the university president, but I

I said,

grandfather – the most difficult man

is this Ethan Davies they were looking

“William, Ethan is the young man who stood up for me online yesterday. He found evidence that people were being paid to

on Grandfather’s face.

his seat. “Good–hearted young man! Defending someone he barely knows against

that boy, you might never have known about the online attacks against Audrey. Some

clear. I said nothing, which only irritated him

man,” Grandfather continued, “they didn’t catch

curved slightly.

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footage appeared. The timestamp read 10:47 PM, and there, clear as

was with her last night?

nearly cleven?

head toward him,

My voice came out shrill. “Why were

night around this time, I had texted Blake repeatedly. He never responded, and I

a withering look. “What’s all the

need

him!”

to