Chapter 67

A brief silence followed. Cameron was the first to speak. “I’m in. I have a personal bone to pick with that girl. She needs to be shown her real place.”

Seeing Cameron’s support, the others slowly nodded in agreement, though the uncertainty in their eyes lingered.

“Good,” Alana said, a sharp smile tugging at her lips. “Cameron, I’ll need your help to set everything up.”

He nodded, already reaching for his phone to make the necessary calls. Alana’s heart thudded with excitement, her earlier frustration turning into something much darker. This wasn’t just about revenge anymore—it was about reclaiming what was rightfully hers and making sure Ashleigh never stood in her way again.

As the evening wore on, the preparations were finalized. Alana’s plan was simple but devastating: they would have one of their accomplices pretend to be the stalker, sending threatening messages to Ashleigh throughout the night. With enough pressure, she would break—and when