"Bullshit!" ire shouted through the phone, herdylike imagepletely


    forgotten. "Don''t you dare start gaslighting yourself!"


    Noreenughed. "Do I seem like the type to do that?"


    "He might have been apetent boss, I won''t deny that. I did learn a lot from him. But when ites to personal matters, even if he got on his knees and bashed his head on the ground, he''d still be the one who wronged me."


    "Good, just as long as you''re clear on that," ire said, patting her chest dramatically. She then grumbled about Sophia, "That little fool is still starry-eyed about men. I''ll have to give her a good talking-toter."


    Noreen reminded her, "Take it easy. The girl''s in the honeymoon phase of her rtionship. You don''t want to lecture her so hard she breaks up with her boyfriend."


    Noreen had just finished her chat with ire when she received a call from the police, informing her of a new development in the car ident case. She canceled her meeting and rushed to the police station, where she ran right into Bianca.


    It was an awkward encounter.


    Bianca looked even more haggard than before. Her once-polished appearance waspletely gone, reced by messy hair and dark circles under her eyes from exhaustion.


    Bianca hadn''t expected to see Noreen here either. Her gaze instinctively flinched, and she turned her head away, avoiding eye contact. Both her expression and her posture were timid. She unconsciously quickened her pace and hurried into the station.


    Noreen followed her in. The officer in charge of the case told Noreen that the driver who had initially taken the fall had flipped. He had confessed everything about Lana hiring him for the hit. Even though Lana was still denying everything, the chain of evidence was solid. Thew would deliver its verdict.


    The officer also told her that Lana, far from stopping after her initial crimes had even attempted a third one Because her actions were so egregious, she would likely face the maximum penalty.


    Noreen was shocked. "A third time? When?"


    "Justst week. The victim this time was Mr. Wade Harcourt."


    Noreen''s hand, holding the case file, tightened abruptly. Her eyes grew cold. How dare Lana go after Mr. Harcourt? And Mr. Harcourt hadn''t mentioned a word of it.


    "Fortunately, Mr. Harcourt wasn''t in the car at the time, so he escaped unharmed. It was Lana who slipped up, which gave us the concrete evidence we needed We brought the driver who flipped back infor questioning, and that''s how wepleted the chain of evidence. Otherwise, she might have actually


    gotten away with it."


    Noreen had only one request: punish the perpetrator to the fullest extent of thew.


    Meanwhile, Bianca first went to see


    Lana and ryed Yvonne''s


    message. The gist was that Yvonne e


    wouldn''t abandon Lana, but Lana needed to keep her mouth shut Otherwise, Spencer would be beyond saving. Lana cared most about her two children sofor Spencer''s sake, she would surely agree. As long as Yvonne was safe, she would eventually find a way to get them out.


    After seeing Lana, Bianca went to see Yvonne and told her that Lana was on board and wouldn''t say anything reckless.


    Yvonne''s heart, which had been lodged in her throat, finally settled a bit, though she was still far from relieved.


    Bianca analyzed the situation for her. "As long as Aunt Lana doesn''t implicate you, the only charge you''re facing is bribery. Even if they prosecute, the sentence won''t be too severe."


    "What about your father? How is he?" Yvonne asked.