Chapter 527

["With all this fanfare, let’s see if she can prove anything." "LOL, I’m just here for the drama." "Susan should crawl back into the hole she came from. Who’d believe she has evidence now, after all this time?"] The online comments rolled in fast and furious, a chaotic chorus of mockery, doubt, and anticipation. Meanwhile, across town on a bustling film set, Terry Abigail was glued to her phone, eyes fixed on the live stream. She sat in her trailer, makeup half-done, ignored by the assistant hovering nearby with a script in hand. Onscreen, Susan’s calm and confident face filled the frame—too calm, too sure of herself. A flicker of unease wormed its way into Terry Abigail’s chest. No way. If Susan had real evidence, she would’ve used it four years ago—when it actually mattered. What could she possibly have now? Something didn't add up. Pursing her lips, Terry's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing in their depths. No matter. If this stunt didn’t backfire immediately, she would make sure