Chapter 102 Who's Real And Fake?

• Oscar Fletcher stepped into the lavish sitting room where the rest of the Fletcher family had gathered. The air was thick with rage and humiliation. Finn Fletcher sat grumpily in an armchair, a servant carefully pressing a towel against the bruises on his shoulders — the very spots where Logan’s baseball bat had struck him earlier that day.
• Clara was seated opposite him, scrolling through her phone and replaying, again and again, the scene that had unfolded at the graveyard — Logan standing above them, forcing the proud Fletchers to kneel like criminals.
• Apparently somehow, the clip of the graveyard had gotten into the internet. It was most definitely a paparazzi that was behind it.