"Oh! What about the person who fixed the memory card?" I straightened up, my eyes widening as the thought suddenly hit me. "What if … what if he spreads it to the public?"
The video of Madeline pushing me at the café had already gone viral, and it looked like it would only get more attention. For now, my face wasn't too clear on camera because my hair covered it. But sooner or later, people would figure out who I was, since Madeline had already called me her sister.
Once my name blew up, the person who repaired the memory card might leak the evidence too. Maybe he'd mean well, but that kind of reckless move could drag me into even more trouble.
"I've already taken care of that, don't worry," Lando said. "He won't say anything, and I've made sure he doesn't have a copy of what was inside the memory card."
"I also asked someone to make sure your contract with Rosélle Beauty stays secure, even if your name spreads because of the café incident."
