“No!” she cried, her voice rising in pitch. “I didn’t do that! It’s a mistake! You can’t arrest me for something I didn’t do!”
Her voice was raw, pleading, but the officer remained unyielding.
“We have CCTV footage that shows you tampering with the set equipment and setting a spark in the middle of the showroom,” he replied.
“With all the clothing and jewelry stored there, a small spark could have set off a massive blaze.
Fortunately, it was discovered by our inspectors before things got out of hand.”
Linda’s face twisted in denial.
“It wasn’t like that!” She turned to me, her expression wild. “Tell them! Tell them I wouldn’t do something like this!”
I merely raised an eyebrow, meeting her gaze with cold detachment.
I knew all too well what had happened.
In my past life, Linda had been consumed with jealousy when she didn’t get the role of the film that is previously known fashion queen’s lead.
So, she had resorted to setting a fire, slipping away unnoticed while chaos erupted.
But this time, things had turned out differently.
After suspecting her intentions, I had quietly suggested that the director have the fire facilities inspected, just in case.
When Linda sneaked into the showroom to set her little fire, she’d encountered the inspectors doing their rounds.
Trapped and unable to flee immediately, she had to wait until they left before making her move.
But by then, the flames were already spreading, and she got caught in the thick of it.
Her plan backfired In every possible way.
Now, it was clear that karma had found its way back to her, as she finally faced the consequences of her actions.
Linda struggled as the officers led her away, her protests echoing down the hall.
Her voice faded, leaving a cold silence behind, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of closure.
In this life, she’d been stopped before anyone could get hurt.
The aftermath of the fire was relatively minor, thanks to the timely intervention of the inspectors.
The damage was minimal, and a week later, we were back on set, ready to continue filming.
Despite the delay, everyone’s spirits were high.
I knew everyone around me would be surprised to know my choice of field and I had thought about it a lot when I was applying for the course but eventually gave up the dance major and chose finance, but that didn’t mean I was giving up on dancing, I was still studying and competing with my old teachers..
I laughed, shrugging. “I figured studying finance would be more useful in the long run, especially if I want to help my brother with his pack.” I paused, meeting his gaze earnestly.
“It’s about more than just what I like, Zane. I want to be able to make a difference. I want to explore more”
He studied me for a moment, then sighed, shaking his head with a smile.
“Fine, fine. Just don’t come crying to me when you’re buried in numbers and spreadsheets.” He ruffled my hair affectionately. “But you know, if you ever need help, you can come to me. I’m just a text away.”
Later that afternoon, I moved into my dormitory.
The room was cozy, with warm lighting and a big window overlooking the campus.
As I unpacked, I overheard two of my roommates chatting from the common area.
One of them whispered excitedly, “Did you hear? The future Alpha of Ironclaw’s girlfriend is at our school!”
The other gasped, her voice filled with awe.
“You mean Lirian? That super handsome Alpha? He’s the only son of Iron Claw’s Alpha, right? And I heard he just led his pack to victory against the rogues a few days ago”..
“That’s him! He’s so awesome, I wonder what kind of person his future Luna is.’
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