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    Katelyn’s eyes widened subtly. She gripped her phone tighter, sensing a deeper connection in Vincent’s words, hinting at a protective closeness.


    “Such a conversation is more fitting for a couple than for an employer and their employee, isn’t it?” she thought.


    Katelyn shook off these inappropriate thoughts. Currently, they were nothing more than colleagues—she, the team member, and he, the leader.


    Katelyn forcibly redirected her focus back to the ongoing live interview.


    Recovering from her initial shock, Zoey resumed her dramatic narrative. With a sorrowful expression, she said, “I always believed that Katelyn’s kindness was a gift to my family. Yet, I could never have foreseen that simple chats with Mr. Adams would provoke such intense jealousy in her, pushing her to demand that I jump off a building.” Tears nearly overtook her as she spoke. Her voice quivered with emotion, saying, “The memory of teetering at the window edge still haunts me, as Katelyn coerced me to leap, threatening to withdraw all her financial support if I refused.”


    As her statement concluded, the room buzzed with energy. Some reporters expressed indignation on Zoey’s behalf, while others analyzed the situation with detachment. Katelyn’s face showed aplex array of emotions, uncertain of how to respond at that moment.


    She now understood the profound impact of words—they could really cut deeper than any de. A few strategically spun lies from Zoey now threatened to leave an irreversible mark on her life.


    Katelyn decided it was time to fight back instead of waiting for Zoey and Lise to turn on each other. It was evident that Zoey had cast Katelyn alone as the viin in her narrative of mistreatment. She was the primary target of Zoey’s nned retribution.


    “Mr. Adams, could we set up a press conference? I’d like to address this issue once and for all,” Katelyn requested, turning to Vincent.


    Vincent agreed promptly and replied, “I will arrange it immediately.”


    As Katelyn watched Zoey continue to weep and air her grievances on the broadcast, she felt a curious anticipation about how Zoey would react to the impending wave of public bacsh once the truth was unveiled.


    Vincent acted quickly, and news of the uing press conference soon reached every media outlet in the city. Meanwhile, Zoey, still plotting her next move against Katelyn, said, “Actually, Katelyn is…”


    She stopped speaking as the reporters around her began checking their phones, reading the breaking news. In moments, Zoey was leftpletely taken aback.


    The reporters who had crowded around Zoey just moments earlier, taking endless photos, turned around and left without hesitation.


    Yes, they had all gone.


    What had been a lively, chaotic hospital room was now silent, leaving Zoey alone. The tears on her cheeks hadn’t yet dried, and thetter part of her invented tale remained untold. Why had they all disappeared?


    Zoey’s eyes grew wide with disbelief. Without hesitation, she quickly dialed Lise.


    “What is happening? Why did the reporters you set up suddenly leave? I hadn’t even finished my story!”


    Meanwhile, Lise had juste across the news of Katelyn holding a press conference. The memory of Katelyn’s warning earlier that morning shed through her mind, sending a wave of unexinable dread coursing through her.


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