Chapter 222



Deborah nodded. "Sure did. Packed it with all the fun of the fair and these dazzling lights."

She chuckled to herself, then snuggled closer to me, "And you, my dear sister, are part of the package."

Such a sweet talker.

When we got to the scene of the incident, Ernest climbed up to inspect the damage, jotting down notes as he went.

"We're looking at two sets down, each with twenty-two bulbs, across thirteen colors," Ernest said, surveying the ruined lights and glancing over at the crane working not too far off.

Finally, he turned to Deborah, "Get Mr. Wagner down here, will you? We need to sort out liability and damages for this mess."

Deborah gave a quick nod and pulled out her phone to call Dustin. Shortly after, Dustin arrived, pausing in surprise at seeing me.

It looked like he wasn't expecting to see me, but after a split second of surprise, he broke into a smile. "Felicia, what brings you here? Doing some early inspections?"

I wasn't in charge here anymore, and his remark could've been taken as a dig.

just jesting, so I smiled back lightly,

turned to Ernest, "I've already been

it at that, clearly hinting he preferred Ernest not

harden, "If they've accepted responsibility, then they should cover all damages. I'll

not playing by Dustin's rules,

easygoing, his displeasure showed,

leverage his position

of it, "Then it's

darkened, and I had to suppress a

wildcard, not playing by

an unspoken

poked me, gripping

Yet, I remained silent.

the tension so thick, it was clear I was implicated somehow. Staying mute seemed the wisest

into a three-way standoff. The atmosphere turned even more charged,

could finish, Conrad called

nervousness transferring to

tell it like it is," I nudged her forward, whispering a word of

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