They were all pacing, it seemed like the right to do so right? Jessie's bad habit that she had managed to conquer came back and her nails started to look so mouth watering all of a sudden. Tony was on the phone the whole time and Krystal continued to send posts out defending Jessie. But that even caused her fanpage to lose about 45% of the follower with the rest sending her hateful and horrible comments.

"If Patricia didn't post the statement..." Krystal started but was unable to continue.

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"She did it, she definitely did it." Jessie said.

"But Jason was so sure that the police wouldn't expose this as it also puts them in jeopardy." Krystal said.

"Exactly they wouldn't just do this on their own." Jessie huffed. "And look at how fast she responded to the statement."

"I don't think Patricia did it, it would be too disadvantageous for her." Tony said.

"Really? Are we really doubting that that crazy bitch is capable of anything if she believes it would hurt me, even hurting herself. She's mad!"

"Still... it does seem pretty..." Krystal trailed off.

"Who is the person that got hurt the most from this entire fiasco? Patricia or me?" She asked.

"..."

"..."

"I thought so." She huffed.

There was a moment of silence when the door bell rang.

"What is that?" Krystal asked.

"Oh the door bell" she answered nonchalantly.

"It hasn't rung since Jessie bought this house." Tony answered too in the same way.

"But it's ringing now." Krystal replied.

"I guess it- oh my goodness! Tony my doorbell is ringing!" Jessie gasped, just realising the oddity of the situation.

"What does that mean?" He asked in alarm.

"How I'm I supposed to know that?" She replied.

Krystal listened to the both of them in confusion. "Guys it's a doorbell you answer it."

"What if it's an angry fan?" She asked.

"Have you no security?"

"Of course I do." She replied.

"Then..." she trailed off waiting for Jessie to put two and two together. But when the silence only got longer and Jessie's situation even more pitiful she had to answer herself. "Answer it you dummies."

They looked at each other and Tony got up, "I'll answer it."

Jessie nodded giving him such a smile as if he was going to war. "Just go get the door already!" Krystal yelled from the phone as though she knew they were making touching expressions at each other.

Tony walked slowly but eventually he reached the door, turning around before he opened it hoping to see Jessie behind him, encouraging him, how wrong he was. That heartless girl didn't even leave the sitting room.

Taking in a deep breath he decided to man up and pull the door open. His eyes widening as he came face to face with the person at the other side. "What? How did you even get in here?"

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Lenora cracked her knuckles, as she just finished up her revenge. Patricia shot the first bullet with the police statement and hers, she would have to shoot the next. Although she was also shocked herself that she would actually shoot herself in the leg like that. But it would hurt Jessie even worse. Now instead of the commotion she caused, people would begin to believe Jessie was the real other woman not Patricia. And not only was she a bitter mistress she also was a murderer blaming it on her enemy. The ultimate villianess, the poor thing.

Then her door bell rang, turning to the door she got up placing her laptop on the table before her. She pulled open the door without looking at who it was, genuinely surprised but extremely pleased as well. "If I knew you were coming I would have dressed up." She winked at him.

Jamie serious look didn't even budge and he pushed passed her into the apartment. "You said you know what happened to me? Care to explain why they are enraged people egging and painting in my car and house?"

Lenora's eyes widened, of course. That bitch never learns! From what she could see he was fine, no bruises or scratches that would likely come from breaking eggs aganist skin.

"Why do they accuse me of investigating wrongly and accepting bribes?" He asked.

"Susan didn't tell you?" She asked.

And Jamie gave her a pointed look, "if she did would I be here?"

"So you believe I'm your girlfriend not her?" She asked again.

"Is that really what's necessary at this point? I have no home to go to unless I want to be bruised and battered for something I cannot even remember doing." He said.

"You can stay here if you want." She said.

"I don't want to, all I want are answers."

"But still I sh-"

"Can you just please answer the question?!" He yelled. And Lenora flinched, brow furrowing, "why are you yelling? All I'm trying to do is-"

"I honestly couldn't care less, so if you could get your head out of you own massive ego and answer my question already!" He yelled again.

Lenora eyes widened and she scoffed. "Look just because you forgot your name and everything doesn't mean you can talk to me like that!" She yelled back.

"Why because you're my girlfriend? I don't need a girlfriend right now what I want are answers" he huffed. "So you should stop trying to be my girlfriend and just answer my questions."

"Do you think this easy for me too?" She asked.

"I don't need it to be easy for you, I honestly don't have the leisure to care for someone else right now. So please just stop being so selfish and for once think about my wellbeing before yours. That is if you even truly love me." He spat.

Lenora swallowed and quickly blinked away the tears that began to pool, and nodded. "You're right, you're right." She laughed pitifully. "I'm sorry, you're the victim here so where do we start?"