Chapter 1960

The security cameras didn't catch what Addison said to the person waiting by the shore, but it was clear as day when the stranger handed her a bag.

As soon as Addison got the goods, she ducked around to the kitchen's back corner, slipped most of the bag's contents to a kitchen hand, and tucked a few smaller packages away for herself before heading back to her room.

Once Addison was gone, the woman by the water finally turned around. Everyone watching the footage sucked in a sharp breath.

It was Amy.

That was the end of the first video.

Anyone paying attention could connect the dots no wild guesses needed. The truth was right there.

But the footage didn't stop.

The next clip dropped immediately.

This time, Addison wasn't just sabotaging her own team. She was targeting Woods Corporation too, slipping an unopened pack of cookies to them.

Because the first person to get sick was from International Glam, and the organizers had searched the kitchen, nobody on the Woods team ever suspected Addison. She seemed the least likely person to poison anyone.

During those days, hardly anyone even went to the kitchen. People either ate the packaged meals sent by the organizers or grabbed basic stuff like bread or instant noodles.

So when Addison offered the cookies, nobody thought twice. No one suspected a thing.

That's how she got them.

With these videos out, the whole poisoning scandal unraveled in front of everyone.

Meanwhile, people online had already dug up Addison's account. The trolls who'd been trashing Fiona suddenly went radio silent, not daring to say a word.

Now, the few who'd always believed Fiona were finally getting loud-and everyone was listening.

Jackson and Fiona knew exactly who was behind it all: Esther. Amy had taken the fall, and Esther had slipped away, untouched.

After the organizers reposted all the footage online, the story exploded. Amy left the island with everyone else on the ferry.

The contest was over. Fiona's name was cleared, and International Glam's stock shot up by twenty percent.

Before leaving the island, Fiona made a point to check in on Addison.

It had only been half a day, but Addison already looked like she'd been through hell. She was slumped inside a dog cage, filthy and battered, covered in welts from the whips of the organizers' men. When she'd passed out, they woke her by blasting her with saltwater. This update is available on find~novel~net

Inside the cage, a vicious dog had caught the scent of blood. It bared its teeth and lunged at Addison.

She was covered in blood, wounds everywhere, and the dog had ripped a chunk out of her arm.

Even then, Addison fought back. She beat the dog to death with her fists, then slumped against the bars to catch her breath. When she opened her eyes, she saw Fiona standing there.

Behind Fiona were the organizers and Jane.

Addison's eyes were wild and bloodshot. She stared daggers at Fiona, all hate and pain.

If it weren't for Fiona, she'd never have ended up like this.

"Fiona!" Addison spat, her face smeared with blood, twisted with rage. Despite the pain, she managed to snarl, "You'll pay for this! You'll never get away with it!"

Fiona's voice was ice. "Maybe I will, maybe I won't. But you? Your time's up."

Before Fiona could say anything else, the organizers signaled to the guards. They yanked open the cage, grabbed Addison like she was nothing, and dragged her out, dumping her onto the ground.