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

you? Ms. Simpson

need your help. I fell and can't

fell? Okay, I'm on

time. Instead of checking on Sylvia

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

quickly helped Sylvia up. "How did you

see the step when I got out and

studio. "But... was the Bailey Company meeting supposed to

replied nonchalantly, "Traffic. You know how busy it gets near Bailey Company around this time, with all the business

tone, let the

at the studio, Bridget

lips, thinking how tough she must be to show up

gaze landed on Sylvia's

tripped," Sylvia replied

usually kept things straightforward; going into detail now

slightly, and that seemed to

Just

@coworker approached

you

"Ms. Simpson, weren't on leave for a hospital visit?'

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