Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 398

Chapter 398

Sharon was quiet for a few seconds before answering, “Got it. I’m heading over now.”

Inside Jaron Studios, the air was heavy.

Wendy stood there, staring at the splattered paint on the walls and the shattered instruments. Her expression was dark, like a storm barely contained.

Casey, who had just finished her onboarding paperwork, looked equally unsettled.

Her voice was low, hesitant, laced with guilt and hesitation. “Maybe… maybe I should just find another job.”

She’d been rejected everywhere lately. Finding this job had felt like stumbling onto dry land after nearly drowning. If she lost this one… the only thing left would be playing piano at restaurants or lounges just to survive.

She’d almost given up. Almost. Then Sharon and Wendy had appeared like a last lifeline.

And now this.

Paint thrown across the walls. Equipment smashed beyond recognition.

It wasn’t just vandalism. It was revenge.

Unconsciously, Casey’s thoughts drifted to her ex. He had no bottom line, no conscience. He was someone capable of anything.

Wendy exhaled, waving a hand. “Let’s wait till Sharon gets here. This might not be about you.”

Roughly half an hour later, Sharon arrived.

“The other two floors?” she asked.

Wendy replied, “Paint on the exterior walls and doors, but nothing smashed inside. Only our floor… they trashed everything.”

Sharon nodded. There was not a flicker of surprise, nor a hint of anger on her face.

“So,” she said, “they’re here for me.”

Casey hesitated, wringing her hands. “Sharon… could it be… because of me?”

Sharon shook her head. “No. If it were about you, Wendy and I would’ve gotten calls first-warnings not to hire you. But this? Only our floor got hit. That’s not a coincidence. It’s deliberate. They’re targeting me.”

And really, there wasn’t much mystery about who it was.

Nate and Kelly had been here just days ago.

The crude, heavy-handed style? It fit Nate perfectly.

Wendy scowled. “But why smash only our floor and leave the rest untouched?”

“Simple,” Sharon said coolly. “Because they still want the studio. If they destroy the whole place, it’s useless to them too.”

Wendy cursed under her breath. “What is wrong with Kelly? You’re divorced from Carter. Done. Over. And she’s still coming after us like she’s got nothing better to do. Is she stupid, or just pretending to be?”

She let out a cold laugh. “Or maybe… they’re just desperate to make sure Carter never forgets you.” 1

Sharon walked to the security panel. “Did you check the surveillance?”

Wendy’s face stiffened. “Checked. The cameras were destroyed.”

“That’s fine.” Sharon turned toward a far corner of the room, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “The ones inside are still working.

Wendy blinked, “Inside? Since when did we have cameras in here?”

Sharon pulled out her phone, tapping into a surveillance app. “The day Nate and Kelly came sniffing around. I bought a few pinhole cameras and set them up.”

Wendy stared. “You… you expected this?”

Sharon’s gaze stayed calm. “Of course. We pushed Nate to his breaking point that day. There’s no way someone like him wouldn’t retaliate.”

Wendy exhaled hard. “God, Nate… that pig brain. I swear, there’s nothing useful between his ears.” (1)

Together, they watched the footage.

Four people. All masked and dressed in generic work clothes. Their faces were impossible to make out.

Wendy frowned deeper the longer she stared.

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