Game Over No Second Chances

Chapter 273

Serena arrived at the private dining room in the restaurant as fast as she could. Hugh hadn't ordered anything. Instead, he pushed a tablet across the table toward her on the screen was surveillance footage from another angle.

In the video, a man wearing a baseball cap was seen crawling under Ruth's car. Serena's pupils shrank instantly. "Cutting the brakes? That's attempted murder!" Hugh, seeing her fury, also furrowed his brow.

"I've already handed the footage over to the police. They're tracking him down. I had Chandler investigate him beforehand this guy used to operate in the gray areas overseas.

"When he came back, he couldn't get a normal job because of his dirty record, so he started working as a problem-solver for shady people.

"He's a repeat offender, most likely a hired hand. These mercenaries are easy to find, but getting them to give up their employer? That's another story."

A heavy silence followed.

Serena gripped the edges of the tablet tightly. "The scapegoat will take the fall, sure. But the mastermind? They won't get away either."

Hugh's eyes darkened. "What are you planning?"

Serena set the tablet down, her voice icy when she said, "Legal consequences are one thing. But the person behind this? I'll deal with them myself."

...

News of Ruth's car accident quickly made it to the headlines in the entertainment news. Internet users soon flooded the comments.

Thank God it was just her leg and ribs-if she'd

was just random-this guy

no mastermind? Someone list all her known enemies,

woman who threw a fit because Ruth invited a friend to be a judge? The same woman who bought fake trending topics to slander her? Wasn't

contract a while ago. The name's well known, but I won't say it. You guys

this! It

"Bingo! You got it!"

long for them to dig up two names-Wendy

Wendy saw the news, her

If Zach saw this...

off the media, bury the trending searches, and

news quiet, but within the violin community, people were already

didn't dare fight back.

only

, watching commente

dragging her alment

mud, seething with

fault! That