?Chapter 61:
Lise’s movement was a blur—a swift, unexpected action. Katelyn, however, had anticipated this. Her eyes had been locked on Lise, analyzing every flicker of her intentions. The moment she saw her n to destroy the evidence unfold, she acted. Without a second thought, she drove her foot into Lise’s side.
“OUCH!”
The force of the kick sent Lise crashing against the wall with a resounding thud.
Vincent’s lips curled into a subtle grin.
He had not anticipated this from Katelyn, who usually resembled a finedy. Her sudden ferocity took him by surprise.
Katelyn’s gaze was icy, her tone unyielding. “Trying to destroy the evidence, are we?”
“Lise!” Neil’s voice was sharp with rm as he rushed to assist Lise, then turned to face Katelyn with simmering anger.
“Katelyn, have you lost your mind?”
Lise’s face contorted in pain, her mask of innocence slipping away as she struggled to maintain herposure.
Every inch of her body throbbed with agony, her heart boiling with rage. How dare Katelyn strike her in front of so many people? It was beyond unforgivable. Lise’s patience had reached its limit.
With Neil’s support, she rose unsteadily. Her eyes, now red and fierce, locked onto Katelyn as she demanded, “I get it. You’re upset about what happened. But hitting me over and over? I wanted to be your sister, not your punching bag.”
Tears streamed down Lise’s cheeks.
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It seemed that she had really suffered a lot.
To unsuspecting onlookers, it might seem like a heartbreaking disy of sadness.
Katelyn watched Lise with cold detachment, a smirk ying on her lips. “You brought this on yourself. Let’s not shift the focus. We’re discussing how you tried to kill Tricia.”
Lise’s distress deepened, tears cascading down her cheeks like shattered pearls. “I’ve already exined. It’s not what you think. You’re the ones conspiring to drag my name through the mud.”
“Why would I want to kill her?” Stubbornness was etched on Lise’s face as she resolutely denied the usations.
Yet, her obstinacy seemed absurd in the face of irrefutable evidence.
With a deep look in his eyes, Vincent casuallymented, “Miss Cooper, you’re not only good at acting, but you also have an excellent mentality.”
It was rare to see anyone so vehemently deny the truth when confronted with undeniable proof. His seemingly casual words carried a sharp, destructive edge.
Lise’s face paled slightly, her hatred for Katelyn burning fiercer within her.
If it weren’t for this bitch who had allied herself with Vincent, how could Vincent have any say in this matter? With Vincent here, Lise’s chances of turning the situation around seemed increasingly slim.
A mocking smirk twisted Katelyn’s lips.
“Do you think Neil will believe you? I really doubt it.”
The conversation suddenly shifted, drawing everyone’s attention to Neil.
Lise’s gaze shifted to Neil, her eyes wide with pleading desperation. “Neil…”
A flicker of doubt passed through Neil’s eyes.
Though he had arrivedte and missed the events, he had pieced together the fragments from their statements.
Vincent stood as a witness, which convinced Neil even more, as someone like Vincent wouldn’t likely assist Katelyn in tarnishing Lise’s reputation.
Yet, was the woman he loved truly a master of deception, capable of such profound duplicity?
A sh of panic crossed Lise’s face as she clutched Neil’s hand, her voice trembling with anxiety. “Neil, don’t you trust me?”
Neil’s expression was a mix of confusion and distress. He struggled to respond.
Katelyn’s impatience was clear. She had no interest in watching their drama unfold any longer.
“Lise, there’s no way out for you this time,” she said.
With a decisive movement, Katelyn took the camera from Samuel and walked away.
Vincent followed her at a leisurely pace, while Delmar’s gaze burned with anger as he red at Lise. His next words made Lise’s heart pound with fear.
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