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    She truly couldn’t stay mad at him—especially with those soft, puppy-dog eyes. She gave up immediately.


    Leaning close to his ear, she whispered, “Stay right here. I’ll check outside before you move.”AdChoicesADVERTISING


    This was the safest option—far better than letting Dn exit first and risk being used of impropriety if seen.


    Having no other option, she set Dn gently back on the floor and pushed the stall door open just a crack, peeking out like a criminal.


    Only after confirming the hallway was empty did she slip out quickly.


    She stopped at the mirror to fix her clothes, ensuring she looked impable before leaving the bathroom.


    Christina carefully scanned the hallway once more, then sent Dn a text with simple instructions: slip into the men’s room first, wait a couple of minutes, then leave from there.


    Dnplied without a word ofint.AdChoicesADVERTISING


    Back inside the private room, Chloe looked up the moment Vickie returned. “Vickie, did you see Christina in the bathroom? Why is she taking so long?”


    “She said her stomach was kind of bothering her. She’ll be back in a minute,” Vickie replied with a small, fake smile, trying to ignore the frustration bubbling inside her.


    If Christina was alone in that stall… where had Dn gone?


    The men’s room had been empty when she checked. All she’d managed to photograph were Christina’s feet, and she’d deleted the picture immediately.


    Vickie wasn’t foolish enough to leave incriminating evidence on her phone.AdChoicesADVERTISING


    “What? Her stomach is bad? Did she eat something weird or—” Chloe jumped to her feet. “I’m going to get her some medicine.”


    Just as Chloe stood, the door opened.


    Christina walked in, looking perfectly calm. “Sorry, my stomach was giving me trouble.”


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    “Are you feeling better now? I can still go get you some medication,” Chloe said, looking clearly worried.


    Watching Chloe fuss over a rtive neer sent a hot surge of jealousy through Vickie.


    She believed everyone’s attention should be on her—not Christina.


    All those years growing up together felt like they counted for nothing the moment Christina arrived. The thought filled Vickie with bitter resentment.


    Everyone called Christina the hero who saved Chloe’s life—but Vickie scoffed at that. What kind of savior was she, really?


    In Vickie’s mind, Christina had brazenly taken credit for saving Chloe, and that was the absolute truth.


    If King hadn’t intervened and provided treatment to Chloe back then, Christina couldn’t have saved her alone.


    Vickie’s thoughts raced. Before Christina could even reply, Vickie quickly suggested, “Why don’t I get you some medicine? You could rest here for a while. Or, maybe I should take you to the hospital. It’s always best to get checked out. What do you think?”


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