Turning down Levi's offer to accompany me, I arrived at the hospital where Elsa was staying. She lounged against the headboard, basking in the attention of Jack and Mom with a faint smile on her lips.
The moment I stepped inside, she immediately shrank under the covers, pretending to be startled. Jack instinctively moved to shield her, his expression wary.
"What are you doing here?" he demanded.
I raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you tell me to come and apologize?"
To emphasize my point, I even shook the fruit basket in my hand before placing it on the side cabinet.
A flicker of unease crossed Jack's face, but his tone softened slightly. "At least you're acting like a proper sister now. Hurry up and apologize to Elsa."
I shook my head. "But I don't think I did anything wrong."
I reached out and pulled Jack aside, then sat directly on Elsa's bed, completely ignoring the wary look in her eyes. "Tell me, do you really think I was wrong?"
Of course, Elsa wanted to say yes. But with Jack and Mom present, she had to maintain her delicate, innocent facade.
"Jane, I didn't post that video. My friend did… She was just worried about me, so—"
I didn't accuse her. Instead, I responded with a calm smile, "Even so, she shouldn't have edited it so maliciously. I told you to take more time to understand design, didn't I?"
Her gaze darted away nervously. I could tell she was preparing to deny it. "Good thing I had surveillance cameras installed. If not, your friend could've ruined me."
A flash of panic crossed Elsa's face.
Just as I suspected—she never imagined I would have surveillance footage.
Her voice trembled slightly. "Of course…"
She practically forced the words out through gritted teeth.
"That's great. Since it was all a misunderstanding, why don't you post a statement clearing things up?"
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