Left with no choice, she called Elizabeth for backup.


    Instead of offering help, Elizabeth scolded, “You loser! You can’t even handle this? After all the money I’ve given you!”


    She was so fed up.


    “Sort it yourself or face the music!”


    With the dial tone mocking her, Devyn felt hopeless.


    In a frenzy, she rang up ter, who was in the loop.


    She told him about Be’s n and begged, “Can you help me again? I’m out of options.


    ”


    “Cut it out,” ter urged.


    “Come clean to Be now while you still can.


    If you keep this up, Ste and Matthew won’t let it slide.


    Your reputation in Seamarsh is toast.


    ”


    Devyn didn’t see thating.


    It hurt Like hell.


    Come clean now?


    That seemed impossible.


    Perched on her chair like a statue, Devyn braced herself for the nighttime video call.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    Come evening, Devyn’s phone rm buzzed.


    It was time for Be’s chat.


    Devyn jumped.


    She silenced her phone and robotically fired up herputer.


    She clicked yes to Be’s video invite.


    Under Be’s piercing gaze, guilt washed over her.


    She nced down, trying to dodge Be’s stare.


    No dice.


    Be went straight for it.


    “The centerpiece of your design is the waist area, right? It’s pretty crucial.


    Can you break down your thinking?”


    Devyn’s fists clenched.


    Nerves made her break a sweat.


    “I…” She stumbled, struggling to find words.


    Eventually, she managed a shaky response.


    Be’s brow furrowed, but she kept quiet, turning to Ste with the same question.


    Ste didn’t miss a beat,ying out her ideas in a sh.


    Be nodded along, impressed.