?<strong>Chapter 530:</strong>


    The mood soured among the onlookers. It was clear Kallie was insinuating something about Saniya, and though her words held a veneer of warmth, the tension was palpable.


    The onlinements were divided.


    “Kallie was only joking. I don’t get why Saniya is so upset. She’s cried over little things twice already on the show. It’s getting annoying.”


    “I agree. They’re on a variety show, after all. No one’s harassing her, yet she’s always crying.”


    “Are you kidding? Kallie’s sarcasm is obvious. Her daughter wronged Saniya, and despite Saniya’s forgiveness and peace offering, she’s met with mockery. I’d feel wronged too if I were in her shoes.”


    The online debates red up once more. As Kallie methodically coordinated the cement of a curtain between the two beds, she suggested, “Perhaps we should install a camera in the room. Considering Miss Mason’s safety, it’s crucial. If any incident urs, we can review the footage and ensure no one is wrongly used.” Kallie emphasized the word “used” with particr concern.


    Previously, Saniya had made an attempt to frame Sophie. Now it was Kallie’s turn to fight back. Once the chaos had subsided, Kallie escorted Sophie back to their room for some respite. The newly installed curtain divided the space neatly, and their modest bed was tucked beside the window. Though small, it was ample for both Kallie and Sophie to sharefortably.


    Kallie felt sorry for Sophie. Had she foreseen the distress it would cause her daughter, she never would have involved her. Lost in her thoughts, Kallie was pulled back to the present as the door creaked open.


    ine and Saniya entered the room, their footsteps soft. Saniya was still sniffling, her voice low but clearly strained from crying. Her red eyes and trembling lips made it obvious to anyone that she had just been upset. ine was gently consoling Saniya, speaking in a calm, quiet voice.


    But Saniya couldn’t contain her emotions any longer and grabbed ine’s hand, her voice shaky. “ine, please don’t leave me. Stay a little longer with me.”


    ine sighed, clearly torn. “Saniya, I still need to unpack. I promise I’lle back and sit with you once I’m done, okay?”


    Saniya didn’t respond, her gaze drifting toward the curtains, her lips quivering with fresh frustration. “The director said they’ll be putting cameras in our rooms,” she muttered. “I don’t know what people will think if they see the curtains like that.”


    Their voices were low, but Kallie overheard every word. Her brow furrowed, a flicker of annoyance crossing her face. Something about their conversation left her irritated. Kallie had hung the curtain specifically because of Saniya’s overly emotional nature. She knew if anything went wrong, Saniya would find a way to me her. And now, it seemed inevitable. No matter the situation, Saniya was determined to make Kallie the scapegoat.


    Sophie stirred next to Kallie, her voice soft butced with irritation. “Mommy, it’s so noisy. I can’t sleep!” Saniya’s sobs, though not loud, had an irritatingly sharp quality. It buzzed in the background, piercing through the silence like an annoying fly. Kallie could see why Sophie was getting impatient.


    Before Kallie could remind her daughter to lower her voice, Saniya’s wailing grew even louder, filling the room. Then, rapid footsteps echoed down the hallway, rushing toward them.


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