“Actually, I need to relieve myself now. Emily, help me with the urinal.”
When I didn’t move, Chloe quickly handed me a foul-smelling urinal.
“Miss Carter, from now on, these things should be your duty. It’s not really appropriate for me to keep doing it.”
She moved too hastily, spilling a few drops on me.
I silently took the urinal—and in front of everyone’s stunned eyes, I splashed it right across Chloe’s face.
“Then you can deal with it yourself.”
Chloe gagged violently, retching nonstop, her mask of innocence slipping as she shrieked, “Emily, are you insane?”
Ryan immediately yelled at me, his earlier frailty gone.
“You vicious woman! You stopped me from saving Chloe before. You’re jealous of how much I care about her. You probably wanted her dead in that fire, didn’t you?”
The crowd eagerly turned their cameras on me, their fury rising.
“So that’s the truth? Emily really is a venomous woman—she wanted Chloe burned alive!”
