?Chapter 683: As Harlee responded to Rhys message, Lindsays arrogant tone abruptly seized her attention.


    Turning her gaze upward, Harlee caught Lindsays tantly hostile look.


    With a chuckle and a confident tilt of her chin, Harlee responded, Miss Morgan, you seem to have the wrong idea.


    Its not just physical evidence at my disposal.


    I also have a witness.


    The spot where Lindsay had assaulted Tiffanycked surveince, yet Harlee, armed with cutting-edge technology, had effortlessly generated a simted video depicting the assault.


    Lindsays face betrayed a flicker of uncertainty upon hearing Harlees deration.


    A witness? Physical evidence? How could Harlee have managed to gather any evidence from that specific spot? The thought that Harlee might have fabricated the evidence crossed her mind, but she quickly dismissed it.


    Fabricating evidence was a serious crime, and surely Harlee wouldnt risk it.


    With a wary expression, Lindsay stared at Harlee, her anxiety mounting over what other revtions mighte next.


    She felt like a marite, her fate dangling precariously in someone elses hands.


    Remember, even though todays proceedings are unconventional, we must adhere to standard protocol, Harlee continued smoothly.


    If anyone wishes to review the evidence, theyll have to wait.


    The judge will disclose it when the time is right.


    Harlee then turned back to Lindsay, her re filled with scorn.


    Standing tall with an air of confidence that bordered on contempt, she added, And you, Miss Morgan, you persist in iming a mental illness.


    So, where is your evidence? Or is that merely yourtest ploy to escape punishment? Given how maniptive and devious you are, it wouldnt shock anyone if you imed so just to avoid your sentence.


    Lindsays gaze turned icy, her narrowed eyes brimming with malice and venomous contempt.


    Your source: g????ln????v????ls.???????????? She had concocted a n to feign mental illness, even securing a doctorsplicity to support her fabricated narrative.


    Yet, she hadnt anticipated Harlee unmasking her scheme in such a public manner.


    The revtion likely solidified any suspicions the judge might have already harbored.


    The reality was grim.


    Without some underhanded maneuvering, Lindsay knew she faced a minimum of five years in prison.


    Hale had vowed to help her avoid this fate, but the uncertainty of their schemes left her anxious.


    Furthermore, opting for a mental evaluation now would mean it couldnt be conducted by her chosen doctor.


    Attempting to bribe another in this fraught situation could only lead to further chaos.


    Lindsay bitterly realized Harlee was proving incredibly difficult to deal with and was keenly aware of the menacing nature of Harlees tactics.


    She refrained from antagonizing Harlee further, fully aware of the potential consequences.


    Yet, surrender was not an option for her.


    With a change of strategy in mind, she softened her tone.


    Im really sorry, Harlee.


    I cant fathom what I must have said to give you the impression that Im hiding behind mental illness to shirk my responsibilities.


    Mental illness is a serious issue.


    Its not something I would ever take lightly or exploit.


    I just feel I wasnt thinking clearly when I supposedly hurt Tiffany.


    Perhaps, for a moment, I just lost control.


    If you think Im just making excuses, Im at a loss for what more I can say.


    What about I apologize? Would that make things right? Lindsays voice grew increasingly wretched, a hint of tears by the final word.


    Earlier, an officer had chimed in, sensing Lindsays desperation.


    If you consent to an evaluation, any psychiatrist might identify a mental disorder.


    Thus, Lindsay subtly shifted her tactics, hoping to advance her agenda under the guise of retreat.


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