âYep,â Brian replied with that one word and then sent her a link to a live stream.
âLog in and get ready for the show,â he replied.
A live stream? Who was broadcasting?
Brian? Probably not.
Driven by curiosity, Rosalynn clicked into the livestream.
Meanwhile, atop the tallest building in Wragos, cold winds whipped around, tousling peopleâs hair.
In the center of the rooftop stood a woman with a phone.
She was a well-known social media influencer with a massive following.
She had an earpiece in, trying to talk to a woman on the roofâs edge.
âMiss, are you Selina Forbes, the famous dancer? Please, stay calm.
Donât do anything rash!â the influencer shouted.
Hearing this, Selina, who was perched precariously at the edge, stared off into the distance, seemingly lost in thought.
Just as Rosalynn tuned into the livestream, she recognized Selina instantly, her eyes widening in shock.
What was she doing on the rooftop?
Her thoughts flashed to Brianâs words about giving Selina a taste of her own medicine.
Was he trying to make Selina feel the terror of jumping from such a height?
But why would she willingly jump?
A deep voice resonated through the earpiece worn by the influencer.
âMiss Perkins, please begin the questioning.
â
The influencer nodded and
asked loudly, âMiss Forbes, are you waiting for someone? Come over here.
Itâs dangerous up there! Why are you positioned in such a risky place? Donât you recall the news from a few days ago? The former CEO of the Hughes Group, Brianâs mother, Noemi, tragically fell from a height similar to this one!â
Hearing Noemiâs name, a shift occurred in Selinaâs expression.
Her lips moved as she confessed, âItâs my fault.
Itâs all my fault! Iâm here to atone for my sin!â
The influencer carefully took a step closer so the viewers of the livestream could hear Selinaâs words more clearly.
âIâm sorry, but could you repeat it, Miss Forbes? Youâre doing this to atone for your sin? What sin are we talking here? Does it have anything to do with Noemiâs incident?â the influencer probed.
At the mention of Noemiâs name, Selinaâs vacant eyes moved.
Her head bobbed slowly as she admitted, âYes, it does.
I have something to do with the fact that she jumped from the building.
â