The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 73

Chapter 73

To ensure our privacy, Henry booked a suite under his assistant’s name in a hotel and texted me the address. We used the employee’s entrance to avoid paparazzi photographers.

Due to the recent outbreak, I was monitored closely by some nosy people, invading my personal space. The police and my security staff were the reason that I was safe from any ugly confrontation.

Once the door of our suite was locked, I breathed out in relief, and hugged Henry.

“It’s so great to see you, my brother.”

The video calls and messages couldn’t replace the warmth of Henry’s love, he was my knight in shining armor since childhood.

Henry had the accounts, details and IP address of the blogger; he showed me a file.

“(Crazy for ice hockey) is a girl. She is using a virtual private network to conceal her location.

But my IT staff has cracked the codes, so here are her details.”

A college going girl with no prior criminal record, screamed suspicion, she wasn’t definitely the one. Henry agreed with me.

“It seems that she is hired, or she is working on someone else’s behalf.

A vile person must have bribed her for this.”

Henry was right, it was quite possible that the tactician was blackmailing an innocent girl. So, we tested our theory and spent all night working on that girl’s profile, discovering some shocking information.

Henry’s friend in Lakon city got easy access to her cell phone records. We hired a hacker to break the password of her social media IDs.

At the end of an eventful night, we were both hell tired, shaken by the storm of revelations.

would get

Pirouette The 99th Game Was Mine All

Chapter 73

won’t escape easily. There

advantage of our discoveries and close this case, then we got up to leave. Henry finger combed his messy hair as he

of constantly staring at the screen for so long. I

the video of your

brother’s messed–up look was just a sign of his continued support for me.

room swiftly converted into maddening screams and flashes of cameras,

meaning to our meeting. An abhorrent question sickened me to

Is

daughter?”

deal with the mad crowd. I was hardly able to use the upcoming logo. reveal event and

for the event, cooperating with the legal work and preparations. His cheesy

the venue before time and directly approached

Miss Laura.

tone didn’t compliment his cold, indifferent face, but still, he tried to appear chill and friendly. I appreciated his efforts,

“What mad

am unwell, Mr. Leo?”

press’s pre–approved queries, I didn’t pay much

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So, he asked.

or reply to any text was worried about your

Awww!

made me barf, I handed the

face him.

am well. And you were trying my personal