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    After the call ended, Tricia’s livestream abruptly cut off, and everyone was removed from the room. Yet, the discussion about the event continued to buzz across the inte.


    For a brief period, both Tricia and Katelyn became trending topics, drawing significant attention.


    Katelyn nced at the now-closed livestream room, lost in thought. Who could have made that call to Tricia? She pondered briefly but chose not to dwell on the question.


    Meanwhile, Tricia felt like a cornered animal, desperate and helpless, clinging to Lise, herst hope.


    “Lise, what am I supposed to do now? The Guerrero family is teetering on the edge of bankruptcy. If it happens, my father will surely kill me.”


    Lise sighed, irritated. She wondered why she had ever teamed up with someone as ipetent as Tricia.


    “Draft a fresh apology letterter on and try to regain Katelyn’s goodwill. Beyond that, you will have to let fate take its course.”


    Tricia, despite her usualck of insight, now understood that abandoning her was not an option. Dabbing at her tears, Tricia gritted her teeth and made a threat.


    “You are the one who pushed me into this. If the Guerrero family copses, I will make sure everyone knows you were behind it. We will all be dragged down together.”


    Lise’s expression darkened. Yet, since their conversation was over the phone, Tricia remained unaware of the fury in Lise’s eyes.


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    She quicklyposed herself, concealing her anger behind a calm facade, and let out a sigh.


    “Tricia, I have been working hard to find solutions to improve your situation. It’s disappointing to hear you speak like this.”


    Tricia, unusually perceptive, clung to her stance. “I don’t care. I went against Katelyn to support you. You need toe up with a solution for me.”


    Lise’s eyes narrowed with anger, but then a new n formed in her mind. “I might have a way to help you, but it will involve you making a significant sacrifice.”


    Tricia quickly inquired, “What kind of sacrifice?”


    Their malicious scheme against Katelyn began to take shape in the secrecy of the night, hidden from any external scrutiny.


    While Katelyn continued to apply relentless pressure on the Guerrero family, she had no intention of driving them toplete ruin.


    After a restful night, she was preparing to take the freshly brewed chicken soup and visit Vincent at the hospital when her phone began to vibrate incessantly with a flood of messages.


    She casually tapped the screen to read the messages, but her face immediately hardened into a grim expression. Tricia had attempted suicide the previous night.


    She had left behind a note and cut her wrist. Fortunately, she was discovered in time and rushed to the hospital. However, she remained in the CCU, with the risk of remaining in a vegetative state indefinitely.


    Tricia’s suicide note had also been made public. It was filled with repeated apologies to Katelyn, expressing a desperate hope that her death would soothe Katelyn’s wrath. She pleaded for Katelyn to show mercy toward the Guerrero family and give them a chance to escape ruin.


    Soon, “Katelyn murderer” became a top trending topic.


    Whether due to the orchestrated nature of Tricia’s dramatic plea or not, it appeared the public’s focus had shifted. The me was now ced entirely on Katelyn.


    Delmor organized a press conference, visibly broken and shaking as he faced the swarm of reporters and cameras. “I ampletely in the dark about the details of this situation. Regardless of the conflict, nothing could justify my daughter’s life being put on the line. If I could go back, I would prefer Katelyn to have destroyed ourpany rather than seeing my daughter reduced to this. Katelyn, is this what you wanted? If so, please return my daughter to me, the daughter she was before.”


    Footage from the press conference quickly spread across the inte.


    Katelyn’s gaze turned icy. Tricia, atst, had shown some shrewdness by using this tactic to sway public sentiment. Yet, Katelyn suspected other forces were orchestrating this behind the scenes.


    Her attention shifted to the hospital where Tricia was admitted, the same one where Vincent was currently receiving treatment.


    Her phone was inundated with messages, but she ignored them, opting to log out and block the negativements.


    Katelyn concentrated on her drive to the hospital. Yet, as soon as she arrived and stepped out of her car, a shout pierced the air from a nearby crowd.


    “Katelyn’s here. Make sure she doesn’t slip away!”


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