~IvyHearing that Ethan had a plan, I immediately rushed toward him, curiosity burning through my veins.“What’s the plan, Ethan? What is it about?” I asked eagerly, hoping his idea would finally give us a way to expose those heartless witches.Rach leaned forward beside me, her voice filled with determination. “Yes, Ethan. We’re all eager to hear what you’ve cooked up this time. Tell us what we need to do to finally bring those devilish women down!”Ethan took a slow breath, his eyes darting between us before he finally spoke. “I just came from the auditorium,” he said calmly. “The living room is already filled with guests. Lysander is there, Cameil too. Cameil’s mother and father showed up as well—and even Lysander’s mom is sitting right at the front.”Rach and I exchanged quick glances as Ethan continued, his tone growing more deliberate. “A lot of guests are present. There are representatives from different NGOs too. But do you know the best part of it all?”We both shook our head
~IvyWe turned immediately—and there stood Rach.Her eyes were wide with surprise, a mix of shock and curiosity written all over her face.Honestly, I felt a wave of relief. Thank God it was Rach standing there and not someone else. I had other plans—plans that no one could find out about yet. So, seeing her brought a momentary calm to my racing heart.But Rach? She wasn’t calm at all.She walked toward me quickly, her curiosity practically overflowing.“What’s going on, Ivy? Who’s in the video? What video are you talking about?”Ethan and I exchanged a glance. There was no point hiding it from her now.Rach was already too deep in, and the look in her eyes told me she wasn’t leaving until she knew everything. I took a deep breath, steadying my voice.“We know the truth now, Rach. All of it. There’s nothing left they can hide from us—not anymore. The entire truth is right here in our hands.”She looked at me, her face full of questions, trying to piece things together.“What do you me
~IvyAsmita turned to her with a scornful look, then yanked Cameil’s hands off her with a swift motion.“Nobody can tell, Cameil!” she snapped, flashing a confident smile. “I might be smiling with you now, for trying to set me up with this earring. And what’s more? Ivy doesn’t know anything yet… but the next time you ever repeat this kind of mistake—anything at all that smells like trying to rat me out, directly or indirectly—just prepare yourself.”She stepped closer, voice cold and threatening.“Because that day, you’ll be spending the rest of it behind bars. That’s a promise I won’t break. So before harm comes, be WARNED!”Without another word, Asmita threw the earring at Cameil and stormed off.I repositioned my camera quickly, making sure it was capturing everything—clear, unfiltered, raw.A wave of satisfaction surged inside me. Watching the two devils, who had worked tirelessly to guard their dirty secrets, now tearing each other apart? What could possibly be sweeter than this?
~IvyCameil’s fists were clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white. The rage in her eyes was unmistakable—sharp, burning, deadly. She looked like she could kill Asmita right there if she had the chance. Every muscle in her face was taut, her fury written as clearly as words on paper.My camera was still rolling, capturing everything—her pointing finger, her wild expression, and her voice as it rose to a yell.“You think you’ve got the upper hand?” Cameil spat, her finger trembling with rage as she pointed at Asmita. “You know for a fact that if I release that footage, the whole truth will be seen. And when the truth is out, I won’t be the only one going down—you’ll be going down too! When I go down, you go down!”Asmita shook her head slowly, almost pitying Cameil. When she finally spoke, her voice was bold, clear, and cold.“No, Cameil,” she said firmly. “If you release your so-called footages, there can only be one person who will be going down—and that person is YOU! Because in
~IvyI couldn’t believe what I was hearing.Their words struck my ears like daggers. What were they even saying?So, my instincts hadn’t been lying to me all this while? These people were truly cruel—living freely despite all their crimes?But why? Why did they do this? What could possibly be their reason?My knees weakened under me; I could feel myself going down, spiraling into rage and disbelief. A fierce urge welled up in my chest to storm into that room—to confront them face-to-face, to tear open every secret they’d been hiding under their wardrobes all these years. I wanted to make them speak, to force the truth from their lips.But then Ethan’s hand brushed gently along my back, grounding me. His touch was careful, deliberate.“Calm down, Ivy. Calm down, okay?” he whispered, his voice low and steady. “Don’t let this get to you. Just keep recording the video. I’ll record mine too. It’ll go a long way instead of confronting them right now.”I swallowed hard and nodded, blinking b
~IvyMy heart instantly dropped as my eyes widened sharply. What did I just hear?What on earth did I just hear?That Cameil is the killer?Cameil killed Old Mrs. Sylvie? Cameil is the…“Calm down, Ivy,” Ethan whispered from behind me, his voice low and steady.I was still in awe—frozen. My lips trembled, my mouth quivered. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and hearing. This can’t be real… it can’t be.“This is the right time to record everything, Ivy,” Ethan murmured again, his breath brushing against my ear. “This is the right time to record everything!”He slipped his phone quietly from his pocket, keeping his voice to a whisper. “I’ll take a video of everything that’s going on, and you’ll take yours as well. If anything happens, we’ll have proof—something solid to back up our story. So, hide your emotions and record everything. Is that clear?”I nodded quickly, forcing the tears back even though they burned at the corners of my eyes. They were stubborn, but I couldn’t let them