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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

The physical distance between us

immediately,

darling…” her voice shook. “Let me

opening

at it, let’s discuss what

hallway. The same men in black suits moved

on doors and questioning

from the university’s security system,” Audrey explained. “It shows

aggressive, forcing their way

and Jennifer stared at the screen, their faces draining of color. Jennifer collapsed onto the floor,

standing, but looked

turned to

lips. “I don’t have your connections to the university president, but I worked

see,” I said, eyes

connecting with older people. She even won over my grandfather

is this Ethan Davies

man who stood up for me online yesterday. He found evidence that people were being paid to attack me on social media, and he published it. That’s why these men

Grandfather’s face. “So that’s who

young man! Defending someone he barely knows

glance. “If not for that boy, you might never have known about the online attacks against Audrey. Some people would never have

was clear. I said nothing, which only irritated him

continued, “they didn’t

curved slightly.

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read 10:47 PM, and there, clear as day, were Audrey and

her

nearly cleven?

head toward

shrill. “Why were you with Audrey so late at

time, I had texted Blake repeatedly. He never responded, and I thought he’d gone to bed early. Instead, he was

look.

doesn’t need

him!”

to