Olga walked to the front door and opened it.
Bertha gasped when she saw Frankie and Ethan at the door, glaring at her with a clear hostility. She took a step back in response, unsure what to do when confronted like this.
"W—What are you two doing here? We have nothing between us anymore!"
"Oh no, how could you say that after everything we've been through, best friend?" Ethan said coldly as he crossed his arms. "You backstabbing bitch, I'm here to make sure that you're doomed, just like what happened to me and my Youtube channel."
Olga leaned against the wall nearby and added, "The three of us worked together to ensure you get what you deserve, Miss Marsh. I collected all the data about the bar and cafe you worked in, including the contact number for the owner."
