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.

tipped off Bridget, so having her as a

quickly, "Sylvia? Where are you? Ms. Simpson

need your help. I fell and

Okay, I'm on my

arrived in no time. Instead of checking on Sylvia first, she scanned the

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

"How did

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

question it further and helped Sylvia back to the studio. "But... was the Bailey

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

Sylvia's casual tone, let

studio, Bridget was already

perfectly made-up face and those striking red lips, thinking how tough she

gaze landed on Sylvia's

tripped," Sylvia replied

and Bridget usually kept things straightforward; going

and that

Just

@coworker approached

you

on leave for a hospital visit?'

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