Natalie met his unrepentant gaze with a cool, dismissive nce before turning to the officer across from her. "Hello, I''m here to submit new evidence. Two weeks ago, Maxwell was searching online for how to kill me without leaving a trace. He researched several methods and ultimately decided on tampering with my brakes. If I had died, it would have been dismissed as a simple ident, and he would have escaped justice with nothing more than a fine. This is all the proof you need."


    Maxwell''s face went pale, and his swinging legs abruptly stopped.


    "Natalie, what nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever try to kill you? And where did you get this supposed evidence...?"


    Natalie cut him off coldly. "Maxwell, why are you so agitated if it''s not true? Congrattions, you''ve be a fine weapon in someone else''s hands. You''re going to jail, while they walk away without a scratch."


    Maxwell clenched his fists, ring daggers at her.


    How dare she submit new evidence?


    What did she mean by that?


    Joanna had said Natalie was a nobody, aplete airhead who didn''t even graduate high school.


    Joanna, on the other hand, was beautiful, a refineddy from a good family, talented, gentle, and virtuous.


    So, the fact that Natalie was here submitting new evidence truly shocked him.


    He stared at Natalie,pletely bewildered.


    She handed all the evidence to the police.


    Then she looked at the officer, her gaze firm. "Officer, I''ve been live-streaming this entire process. I expect a fair and just oue."


    The officer was speechless.


    "Natalie, you think you can send me to jail? In your dreams. I was trying to kill you, and you''d better pray I get out soon. When I do, I''ll make your death even more miserable."


    Smack! Natalie stood up and pped him hard across the face.


    She just smirked, saying nothing.


    With a maniac like this, ignoring him would drive him crazier than any words could.


    This man seemed to have serious anger issues, unable to control his temper. He was even more stubborn than Marshall. When he decided to help someone, he did so with an almost pathological obsession.


    When Joanna failed to get Marshall''s help, she turned to Maxwell as her next best option.


    Joanna understood Maxwell''s personality perfectly. He was a good tool, a sharp de to wield against her enemies.


    The only difference was that Maxwellcked Marshall''s intelligence.


    If Marshall had done something like this, he would never have left a trail.


    Joanna''s brilliant reputation masked her vicious actions. Even if someone caught a glimpse of her dark side, they wouldn''t think much of it.


    "Maxwell, still acting this arrogant in here. The people who died at your hands must have suffered terribly."


    Maxwell was stunned, not by her words, but by the fact that she had dared to hit him.


    "You hit me," Maxwell said, his voice strained with disbelief.


    Natalie sneered. "That''s right, I hit you. A man who wants me dead. Should I have served you tea instead? Greeted you with a smile?"


    The live-stream viewers erupted.


    ~Is it just me, or is Ms. Sanders kind of adorable?


    ~Honestly, she''s gorgeous. And let''s be real, Maxwell is a total jerk. He went to my school. He''s yed around with countless girls and more than a few have tried to kill themselves over him. It must be nice to be rich!


    ~Hey, money doesn''t give you a free pass to be a monster. He''s getting what he deserves. Vicious people like him should be locked tip forever. so they can''t hurt anyone else.


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    Natalie deliberately showed Maxwell thements on the live stream. Enraged, his eyes turned bloodshot. He roared, "Natalie, I''ll kill you!"