Chapter 75

I didn’t tell anyone where I was going. Not even Ava. I just

wanted solitude. No familiar faces. No expectations. No

whispers behind my back.

I merged onto the freeway, my playlist low in the background.

For the first time in weeks, the silence felt like mine.

Little did I know, I had left New York unaware that two cars

were following me.

Olivia’s POV

The sun in Jersey wasn’t as harsh as in New York. Or maybe I

just liked it better here. The wind carried the scent of tomatoes

and old soil, and the rocking chair on my grandmother’s porch

creaked like it belonged to a gentler time.

But my phone was a portal to hell.


I stared at it as the screen refreshed–another thread, another

video, another faceless stranger dissecting my life.

@citylegalbuzz: “Olivia Whitmore’s rebuttal seems rehearsed.

Who even talks like that unless they’re hiding something?”

@sweetvengeance22: “Not defending Chole but… if Olivia was so

innocent, why does she have hotel surveillance to clear her name? Sounds prepared ”

@truthhuntNY: “Still remember how Ethan broke down

captured on a video saying he loved his wife. Now it’s all scandal and smoke. Who’s lying?”

@jadebylaw: “As a lawyer, this is textbook gaslighting. Olivia’s video held back way too much. She knows more than she’s

saying. Why?”

not forget she slapped a woman to unconsciousness

victim.”

turned the


it

the charity gala. People who remembered Chole’s pathetic little performance. And those who

were far

phone onto the small metal table beside me. It clattered too loud for

cicadas filled the silence. I leaned

the back of my wrist. I

go inside. Not yet. I didn’t want to

I heard

mean to listen. The windows were open and

carried their

this,” Grandma Angelina said

the Caters

mother’s voice was taut. “She’s


barely sleeping. That girl’s husband

into a car like a goddamn prisoner, and the press?

ripping

a reason to drag in demons from the

hunted,” Mom snapped. “If not by

And this could get

think?”

beat of silence. The

are here to protect her no matter what,” Grandma

“And you

that’s why I’m saying she needs the

than ever.”

in my


Cater?

“You want her to go back

to go back. Just let it be

to them. Do you know what would happen if the Windsors realized they were

start a

“Exactly.”

voice now, but I could still

daughter, Ma. You raised her like a Whitmore,

name, but she was born

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