Chapter 308

Fanny had spent the whole evening focused on Chris, and only now did she notice that Bridget was dressed exactly like the woman in the video.

"You..." Fanny narrowed her eyes, staring hard at Bridget.

Bridget's face went pale with panic. "You're not suspecting me, are you? I was with Mr. Rupert all night."

Fanny's gaze wavered, unsure.

Chris flicked his cigarette to the ground and crushed it under his boot. "Looks like someone was targeting Ms. Simpson. Fanny was just a pawn. Ms. Simpson, have you pissed anyone off lately?"

Bridget lowered her eyes, pretending to think. “Uh... maybe Sylvia?"

"We've had our disagreements," she went on, "but I can't believe she'd drag Fanny into this. What if she's got more deep fake videos like that one?"

"If those get out online, we're finished."

Her eyes glossed over with tears.

Fanny slammed her palm on the table. "She wouldn't dare!"

Bridget tried to soothe her. "Don't worry about me, it's enough that you two have cleared things up. You should get some rest."

Fanny just turned on her heel and walked out.

Chris exchanged

murmured. "Can't say for sure it was

her lips. "Doesn't matter. I say it

of it she could barely keep her eyes open at work.

she wanted was to get home and collapse

keys at her apartment door when she heard

neighbor, Mrs. Ward, she turned to

Wham.

them yanked her hair and slammed her into the wall. She clutched her purse, knees

ears, she caught a couple words- something

Then everything went black.

had passed when she finally came to.

vision cleared, her heart nearly stopped.

the

was a filthy,

like it had

deserted

years-bleacher seats

shards of

buzzing sound. The rope suspending her

swaying, feeling like she could plunge into the muck

her breath came in ragged gasps.

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