In the end, Shirley Thorne washed her face in the hospital lobby before taking a private elevator straight to the top floor.
As she passed, many people came over to cozy up to her and say hello, while others just watched stealthily from a distance, a gossipy glint in their eyes.
Shirley Thorne: ...
'It feels like my plan is backfiring on me!'
The truth was, the people on Pyralia were no fools. Susan Langley had been sick for so long, and even though she was in a VIP ward, no one had come to visit. Even kind-hearted people like Auntie Langley were unceremoniously turned away by the bodyguards. From the looks of it, she seemed to be under house arrest.
Now *that* made things interesting!
The smoldering embers of gossip among the crowd were rekindled, needing only a single spark to erupt into a wildfire.
At the same time, another rumor began to spread across the island.
