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    Katelyn’s lips twisted into a smile, her eyes glittering with cold irony.


    She spoke sharply, each word distinct. “You orchestrated this to frame me by inciting Tricia to take her own life, leveraging public sentiment against me.”


    Neil’s annoyance deepened, and he shot Katelyn a frosty look. “Do you really think Lise could be as malicious as you suggest? How is that possible?”


    Katelyn’s sneer deepened as she regarded him dismissively.


    “Do you honestly believe Lise is as innocent as she appears?”


    Lise clenched her fists, struggling to maintain her look of hurt and injustice.


    “Katelyn, criticize all you want if it eases your conscience. It must make you feel less guilty to shift the me to me, right?”


    Vincent raised an eyebrow andmented casually, “Miss Cooper, you’d make a fine actress. Such a waste!”


    Though he spoke quietly, his words carried clearly across the room.


    Lise, feeling Vincent’s gaze, turned toward him uneasily, puzzled by his support for Katelyn.


    Vincent typically stayed out of other people’s affairs, and Lise feared her efforts to conceal her actions would be futile if Katelyn truly had concrete evidence.


    Surprised by Vincent’s intervention, Katelyn looked at him briefly before turning back to Lise.


    With an icy tone, she dered, “I’ve gathered the proof. We’ll see what happens when Tricia wakes. Lise, you’ll face the consequences of your actions.”


    As she spoke, something seemed to dawn on Katelyn. She smiled thinly at Lise, who was visibly panicking. “I’ve spoken to Tricia’s doctor. She’s expected to regain consciousness tonight. Let’s see how the public reacts tomorrow morning.”


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    Delmar was taken aback, pondering anxiously, “Will Tricia wake up tonight? Why hasn’t the doctor informed me?”


    Even Neil was momentarily surprised.


    A persistent inner voice urged him to trust Katelyn, yet upon seeing Lise’s pale face, he dismissed it instantly. Neil had always known Lise to be innocent and couldn’t conceive of her being capable of wrongdoing.


    Holding back his anger, Neil confronted Katelyn. “What scheme are you concocting to frame Lise this time? She’s done nothing to you. Why not just leave her be?”


    Katelyn scoffed, questioning her past affection for a man who never truly trusted her, always opposing her without considering the facts.


    “She deserves whateveres her way.”


    Disinclined to engage further with Neil, Katelyn approached Lise, locking eyes with her.


    “Once Tricia wakes up, I’ll unveil all your deceptions. We’ll see tonight.”


    Lise, visibly shaken, remained silent, unable to respond. The revtion could devastate her if the tables turned and her secrets came to light.


    Katelyn observed Lise’s fear, sneering before turning away decisively.


    Vincent surveyed the room with a subtle smirk and exited the ward alongside Katelyn.


    Their departure seemed to lift a heavy atmosphere from the room, allowing those left behind to rx slightly. The reporter sneaking around was thrilled, believing he had captured a lucrative scoop.


    Back in Vincent’s ward, Katelyn expressed her concern.


    “How are you feeling? Shouldn’t you have remained in bed as the doctor advised?”


    Vincent’s expression was unreadable, his dark eyes masking his thoughts. “I’m alright. I should be able to leave the hospital soon.”


    Katelyn nodded, but her worry was still evident. “I brought a different type of tonic soup for you today. Please have plentyter.”


    Vincent, with a light in his eyes, responded cheerfully. “It seems I’ll be enjoying your cooking quite a bit in the uing days, Miss Bailey.”


    “I do alright with cooking. Let me know if there’s anything specific you’d like to eat. After all, you’ve saved my life. It’s only right to take care of you.”


    Vincent smiled warmly and resettled on his bed. Their rapport was as deep as that of lifelong friends. With a smile, Vincent inquired,


    “Is there going to be an interesting show tonight?”


    Katelyn was briefly taken aback by the abrupt shift in topic and the underlyingplexity of his question. A momentter, she grinned. “Mr. Adams, you miss nothing.”


    Vincent raised an eyebrow, his voice tinged with amusement. “Earlier, you seemed to be venting about Lise, yet now you’re actually defending her? It looks like you’re leading her, aren’t you?” He seemed to have seen through her npletely.


    Katelyn thoughtfully nodded, impressed by Vincent’s sharpness and insight.


    Only someone of his caliber could elevate hispany into the global top ten so swiftly.


    Meanwhile, as Lise and Neil prepared to leave the hospital, Lise’s anxiety intensified. Her hands clenched tightly.


    “Lise, are you keeping something from me?”


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