Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 383

Audrey’s POV

I stood in the shower with my eyes closed. Hot water beat against my scalp, washing away egg residue that still smelled like something had died weeks ago. Three rounds of shampoo hadn’t killed the stench.

This morning should have felt like victory. I’d finally confronted the Sinclairs and exposed their lies with solid proof. Instead, I just felt empty.

I grabbed the shampoo again and poured too much into my palm. My nails dug into my scalp as I scrubbed, though the egg was long gone.

The Sinclairs had never been real family, so their betrayal was expected. But Rachel? She’d been my first actual friend. I’d always told myself she abandoned our friendship because I was already “dead” – just moving on with her life. Made sense. I wouldn’t hold that against anyone.

But today showed the truth. Rachel hadn’t cared about me for a long time. She stole my design drafts and accused my “twin” of plagiarism. She sent those girls to ambush me with rotten eggs.

My phone rang through the bathroom door. I shut off the water, wrapped myself in a towel, and padded across the carpet leaving wet footprints.

“Hello?”

‘Come downstairs.” Adrian’s voice sounded different. “Everyone who should be here has arrived.”

I heard crying in the background. “What are you doing?”

of whoever sent them. So whoever sent them

The crying got louder.

anything stupid,” I said.

threw on whatever clothes were closest. My hair was still dripping as I rushed

been cleared of guests. Security guards stood far back, deliberately looking anywhere but at

girl and her friends were kneeling in a row with their faces covered in egg. But that wasn’t what made me sick. They each

Adrian stood in front of

wind

reaching for

“If I spare them, will you spare

opened, but nothing came out. She spotted me approaching

a moment, she straightened up.

to them. “Is it that you don’t know, or you don’t want to

spun around, startled by my

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called,” I said coldly.