Chapter 617

Her voice wasn’t soft or delicate— It rang out with a subtle, commanding power. It sounded like both an accusation and a confession. The kind that made everyone pause. The kind that couldn’t be ignored. Eleanor’s words struck a nerve not just with the guests in the studio, but with every viewer watching through their screens. Even Alberto—confident, sharp-tongued Alberto—froze in place. Her smile faltered. The guests exchanged uneasy glances. Faces once brimming with practised poise were now taut with disbelief. How did Susan know? Those conversations had happened when she wasn’t even there. She couldn’t have overheard. She wasn’t supposed to know. Yet here she was, exposing their secrets on live television. A heavy pang of guilt crept into their hearts. Because deep down—they all knew she was right. During the beach volleyball team selection, they’d quietly pushed Susan aside. No one had volunteered to pair with her. They’d grouped up quickly, pretending not to notice she was left alo