Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 400

Chapter 400

Nate froze. “Why should I go to Sharon? Let her keep trending-what’s it got to do with us?”

Carter let out a frustrated laugh. “Nate… you really think just because you covered your face, no one’s gonna recognize you? That video’s audio is crystal clear. Your friends will know your voice anywhere. Even the mall clerks you frequent will recognize your

voice.”

Nate sat bolt upright. “Video? What video?”

“The surveillance footage,” Carter said.

Nate blinked, stunned. “What?”

All he’d seen was the trending post-photos of Sharon’s trashed studio. He figured it was just her fishing for clues. No way could she pull anything from that. The cameras were destroyed.

Carter repeated, “A surveillance video.”

Nate blurted out without thinking, “That’s impossible! I wrecked those cameras myself!”

The second it left his mouth, he realized his mistake. His tone faltered. “I… Carter, look, Kelly’s studio got trashed. I was just… getting revenge for her, that’s all…”

His voice grew smaller. He sounded weak and guilty.

No matter how much bravado he showed, he still didn’t have the guts to be reckless in front of Carter. Sharon was still Carter’s ex-wife and the mother of his son.

A long, heavy silence followed.

Then Carter spoke, “Sharon has an interior feed. It didn’t catch your face. But your voice was captured clear as day. I intercepted that video for now. But given how much attention she draws online, it won’t stay buried for long. This is the last time I’ll clean up after you. You’re on your own from now on.” 1

Without waiting for a response, Carter hung up.

But by that night, the video was out.

Nate, oblivious, sat at home scrolling through pictures of the wrecked studio, pleased with himself. As far as he knew, he’d covered his tracks. No way anyone would pin this on him.

Except-two hours in, the internet had already ripped him to shreds.

Someone recognized his watch. Someone else analyzed his shoes and belt. A third pointed out the ring on his hand-an identical one he’d flexed on Instagram just weeks ago.

Screenshots from his social media flooded the comments. Even an anonymous netizen with too much free time dug through his entire post history.

Within hours, Nate was exposed completely.

And finally, panic began to creep in.

Wendy stared at her phone, jaw slack. “Holy crap. These netizens… are monsters. They ID’d Nate this fast?!”

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Chapter 400

Sharon, flipping through sheet music, paused. “They’re good. Really good. I figured they’d find him eventually… but not this

fast.”

Wendy’s eyes lit up with that razor-sharp manager’s instinct. A slow grin spread across her face. “Ohhh shit-wait a minute. You hired trolls, didn’t you? You absolute genius. That’s fucking brilliant.”

Sharon didn’t even blink. “Just giving him a taste of his own medicine. Played his game by his own rules.”

Wendy smacked her palm on the table. “Hell yeah. That’s how it should be! So… what now? What do we do next?”

Sharon met her gaze. “Next… we pick a nicer car to drive.”

In his office, Carter’s phone rang nonstop. He ignored every single call.

Standing at the window, he stared out at the city skyline. A dull ache gnawed at his stomach.

It had been a long time since he’d felt that pain.

A soft knock broke the silence.

His secretary, Peggy, stepped inside. “Mr. Biggs… there’s someone here asking to see you-”

“Didn’t I say,” his voice sliced through the air, flat and sharp, “I’m not seeing anyone today?”