Rosie looked down at Corinne’s unmoving body with hatred.

“Did you really think you could drive a wedge between Anya and me? Well, you’re a fool if you think I’m going to believe anything you say. You deserve every bad thing coming for you, you shameless b*tch!”

Rosie waited a few more minutes to make sure Corinne was dead before running hysterically into the Holdens’ mansion, shouting, “Grandpa Greg! Grandma Pamela! Francine! Come out quick! Corinne has been hit by a car!”

Bowen was the first to rush out. “What did you say, Miss Rosie?!” he asked with shock.

“I told Corinne she didn’t have to see me off, but she insisted on walking me to a spot where it’ll be easier to call for a taxi. I couldn’t. She wouldn’t listen to me, so I let her walk me there. A car suddenly sped out of the alley and hit Corinne! It was a hit-and-run!” whimpered Rosie.

“What?!” exclaimed Pamela who, along with Greg, had come out in time to hear what happened. She turned pale and nearly fainted, but Greg managed to catch her before she could fall.

Greg was calmer than her.

Where’s she

ground outside. I gave

though she was

you call the ambulance?” Greg asked with a

shook her head frantically. “No… I was panicking so much that I forgot…

to check on Corinne now before the

“Yes, Mister Greg! Should I

it over, Greg replied, “No. I don’t want him to panic and get into an

was sensible of Greg. After that, he rushed out to check on Corinne

at her chest tightly as tears streamed down

nothing happen to that

Greg grabbed her hand to stop her. “You won’t do Corinne any favor if you go outside now. What if you

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