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"Just let it go, man. Keep the peace,â one fan said, cautioning against ruffling Clara's feathers any
further.
But the fan didn't buy it. It wasn't her stirring the pot. This lunatic Clara had it out for Ivy from day
one. It was clear from every passive-aggressive post that Clara had nothing but pure loathing for
her sister Ivy since the day she was born.
How could anyone think that Clara would stop her venomous tirades just because a few fans piped
down? They were just too naive.
After all Ivy had been through, you'd think her followers would have toughened up by now. But
maybe it was Ivy's kind-hearted nature that drew in these innocent souls. Even when it came to
Clara, they approached her with kindness, never once going on the offensive.
To Clara, Ivy's fans were nothing more than a bunch of sycophants, mimicking their idol's holier-
than-thou attitude, always playing the victim.
Ivy was at a loss as to how she'd become the target yet again. She was too busy digging for
evidence to pay any mind to the online chatter.
At 1 AM. they were still wide-eyed and wired, combing through the surveillance footage of that
fateful moment.
âDamn it!" He slammed his hand on the desk, âWhy the hell is there no camera in that one corner?â
He never thought he'd rue the lack of cameras in his mansion. In the past, he felt the security team
had overdone it with the surveillance â being watched every second wasn't exactly comfortable.
But now, he cursed his past self for not installing just one more camera by the elevator. If only there
was a camera there, they might have seen how Alyssa had taken that terrible
fall down the stairs.
All they had was footage of Alyssa tumbling down, starting midway through her descent. It was
impossible to tell what had happened before that.
Balfour replayed the clip over and over until Ivy snatched the mouse and hit pause. âStop it, please.
This isn't helping. Grandma wouldn't want to see you like this.â
The only message they'd received from Dean was at midnight, saying she was still in critical
condition. Since then, neither of them had dared to ask for updates. If Alyssa had pulled through,
they'd have heard by now. But the silence was excruciating, and both Balfour and Ivy felt like they
were being roasted alive by the uncertainty.
âIt's nothing compared to what Grandma's going through. That fall must have been agonizing. At
her age, she wasn't built to handle that kind of trauma.â
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Balfour's words echoed Ivy's deepest fears.
Normally, folks that age were wary of even a simple trip, let alone a fall down an entire flight of
stairs.
Meanwhile, Mara, who was pretending to scrutinize the surveillance footage, was smug. She hoped
Alyssa would just kick the bucket so she wouldn't be a threat anymore.
âBalfour, oh Balfour, you'll grieve, sure, but our future will be bright,â she thought to herself. âDonât
worry. The pain will fade, and we'll be happy.â
She bitterly wished death upon Alyssa.