Chapter 235

The driver glanced at his phone. "I can take a shortcut through the neighborhood.

It might save us a few stoplights, but I can't promise we'll get there in half an hour."

"Let's give it a shot."

There wasn't much else to do.

The driver was surprisingly efficient, managing to drop Sylvia off at the corner near her studio right around the half-hour mark.

But as Sylvia stepped out of the car, she glanced down at her swollen ankle with a frown.

She couldn't risk Bridget seeing her ankle and jumping to conclusions, so she needed an excuse for her injury.

Thinking quickly, she noticed a nearby concrete planter.

Taking a deep breath, she scraped her swollen ankle against it. The sharp pain

was so intense that she collapsed against it, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Clenching her fists to fight through the pain, she dialed Freya's number. Right now, she needed a witness.

Freya.

who tipped off Bridget, so having her as a witness

Where are you? Ms. Simpson brought in a bunch

I need your help. I fell

fell? Okay, I'm on my

no time. Instead of checking on Sylvia

noticed the bloodstain on the planter's edge that she seemed to

helped Sylvia up. "How did you

parked too close in. I didn't see the step when

helped Sylvia back to the studio. "But... was the Bailey Company meeting supposed to

examining her wound, replied nonchalantly, "Traffic. You know how busy it

casual tone, let the

at the studio,

lips, thinking how tough she must be to show up looking for

gaze landed on

tripped," Sylvia replied

straightforward; going into detail now

nodded slightly, and that

Just

@coworker approached

you

"Ms. Simpson, weren't on leave for a hospital visit?' What brings you back?" fo

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