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    Hailee swept her gaze across the Craig and Sampson families with deliberate mockery before addressing the captivated audience. “Whether those videos contain truth or lies, the police will determine that through proper investigation. This isn’t about which sidemands more supporters or who can shout the loudest. Facts don’t bend to anyone’s will.”


    After letting her eyes linger meaningfully on Boris and Hester, Hailee’s voice turned arctic and razor-sharp. “People whomit crimes face consequences today. Thew treats everyone with equal measure. Are you two prepared to spend your engagement night behind bars?”


    Hester’splexion drained of all color, and she cast a desperately pleading look toward Boris.


    Boris finally emerged from his stunned stupor, no longer staring at Hailee with that pathetic, lovesick expression.


    Moving forward with calcted steps, he gently captured Hailee’s hand in his, his eyes heavy with what appeared to be genuine remorse and longing. “Hailee, please consider withdrawing that police report. Go home now, and after I handle theseplications here, I’lle to you, alright?”


    Hailee had fallen victim to Boris’s masterful emotional maniption countless times in the past, allowing him to draw her into his borate web of deception, surrendering everything she had to give. She had nearly sacrificed a vital organ for his sake. But today, she refused to be anyone’s fool.


    “Ha!” Hailee released a sharp, bitterugh that cut through the air and wrenched her hand free from his grasp.


    Then, Hailee seized a crystal ss filled with deep red wine, raised it high above her head, and poured the entire contents over Boris’s unsuspecting head.


    Hailee’s eyes remainedser-focused and unblinking throughout the entire deliberate act. She felt absolutely nothing for Boris anymore.


    The crimson wine cascaded down Boris’s forehead in rivulets, staining his aristocratic features and transforming the once-charming Craig heir into a drenched, pitiful figure.


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    When thest drops finished falling, Boris dragged a hand across his wine-soaked face and offered Hailee a crooked, almost admiring smirk. “Do you feel satisfied now? If you’ve sessfully vented your frustrations, please drop that report and wait for me at your ce, okay?”


    Hailee held the empty crystal ss aloft like a trophy, her voicepletely devoid of emotion as she delivered her final words to Boris.


    “Boris, you wielded your wealth and influence like weapons against me. Now I’m wielding thew in return—seems perfectly fair to me. I won’t be withdrawing that police report. You and your beloved fiancée can start nning for your new amodations behind bars!” Hailee dered with unwavering conviction, her steady gaze never leaving Boris’s wine-stained face.


    Boris studied Hailee intently, a thousand unspoken thoughts swimming in his eyes, yet he found himselfpletely unable to voice even one of them.


    Standing rigidly beside Boris, Hester’sposure finally shatteredpletely. She unleashed a hysterical shriek that echoed through the grand hall. “Hailee, you destructive witch! You’ve demolished my engagement celebration, and now you want to see me rotting in prison? Well, if I’m destined for hell, you’reing straight down with me!”


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