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

Chapter 77

After this public trial, Melody still had the guts to seek help. But I didn’t let them spew out any more nonsense. The police officers joined the scene pretty quickly, Henry had already called them to file a complaint.

The grim clouds of upcoming doom darkening Leo’s face washed a wave of mean pleasure over me, I laughed to see his mouth agape with shock. He dug his fingers painfully in the nearby chair’s back when the officer flashed the cuffs in front of Melody.

“Miss Melody, you are under arrest for attempted murder and blackmailing charges..

You have the right to remain silent…”

She struggled against the hold, crying out loud, but no one listened to her. Two officers. stepped forward to arrest Leo as well; however, his legal advisor saved him in time. Mr. Grant materialized out of thin air and said,

“Mr. Leo has no connection to this attack. You can’t arrest him!”

Due to lack of evidence about his direct indulgence in the attack, Leo was able to save his sorry ass. But the aftermath of the dramatic logo–reveal event balanced this

disappointment.

“Is Mr. Leo a Hockey star or a heartless beast?”

This news became a top trend on every social media platform, newspapers were full of articles against him. Some even dug up our past and published bizarre stories about our relationship, painting Leo as a Devil.

this day. I waited and meticulously planned my revenge, outclassing the mastery of an evil man. It was the moment to celebrate my

happy moments, Henry took me out for dinner, he was more thrilled

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than me.

all the investors, sponsors, and fans have

interested in working

bottles of red wine, pouring us drinks, he

statements I am amazed that this man called it a

in personal matters.”

right, brother!”

my second glass, I agreed with Henry.

the claims of resolving the issue?

die instead of asking for forgiveness because there was no word like ‘mistake‘ in his dictionary. He

smoothly, lightening the weight of responsibilities. But a strange

when that ice hockey star entered the glass doors and walked straight towards our

Henry! Hello, Laura!”

“You!”

chose to see us in public, avoiding any ugly confrontation. If we reacted violently, our bad

press