The women, who were usually morous in front of the camera and imperious behind the scenes, had never been in a police station before. A few stern words from an officer were enough to make them confess everything.


    They all told the same story: Ynda had put them up to it.


    Ynda couldn''t deny it; the evidence was irrefutable.


    However, since Yvonne hadn''t sustained any significant injuries, the incident didn''t meet the threshold for formal charges or detention. Both the police and thewyers rmended a private settlement.


    In the mediation room, the two parties faced off.


    Ynda had Oscar by her side, along with her entire legal team, presenting a formidable front.


    Yvonne, though alone, wasposed and unintimidated, even exuding a certain casual indifference.


    "Ms. Jones, I''ve spoken with my client. This was all aplete misunderstanding. My client, Ms. Walker, simply mentioned to her friends that you seemed quite close with her fiancé, and they misinterpreted the situation. Their intention was only to scare you into staying away from Ms. Walker''s fiancé. They didn''t cause you any harm; in fact, you ended up injuring them."


    Thewyer spoke clearly and methodically, downying the incident in just a few sentences, turning a bullying campaign led by Ynda into a trivial


    misunderstanding.


    He was truly a topwyer; Yvonne almost felt like apuding him.


    "Mr. Turner, you really are the best in the business. You can make a major incident seem like nothing. A ''misunderstanding''? Do you even believe that yourself?"


    Yvonne said with a hint of sarcasm.


    Mr. Turner''s expression remained unchanged. A seasonedwyer who had handled major cases wasn''t going to be rattled by a few words from Yvonne.


    "Ms. Jones, I think you understand that this case doesn''t constitute a criminal offense. My clients are willing to settle, and I hope you will approach this with the same attitude."


    "What kind of settlement did you have in mind?" Yvonne nodded, asking calmly.


    Mr. Turner pulled a single sheet of paper from his folder and handed it to her.


    "Please take a look, Ms. Jones. If there''s anything you''re not satisfied with, we can negotiate."


    Yvonne took the document and scanned it quickly.


    It was a freshly drafted


    Yvonne had no objections and signed her name at the bottom.


    Mr. Turner was surprised she signed so readily; he had expected her to seize the


    opportunity and demand more.


    "Thank you for your cooperation, Ms.


    Jones. The money will be


    transferred to your ount within


    three days." Mr. Turner put the signed document and settlement. agreement into his briefcase and stood up to leave.


    Seeing this, Ynda and Oscar also rose from their seats.


    "I''ll take you home." Oscar put an arm around Ynda''s shoulders, about to guide


    her out, but Yvonne''s cool voice stopped them.


    "You''re just leaving like that?"


    "What else do you want?" Oscar''s brows furrowed as he red at Yvonne.


    "Ms. Walker harmed me. Doesn''t she need to apologize? The settlement we just signed stipted both an apology andpensation."


    Yvonne crossed her arms, her gaze sharp.


    "You already got yourpensation, Yvonne. Don''t push your luck," Oscar said, his voiceced with anger.


    "Thepensation is what I''m


    owed, and so is the apology. If you don''t apologize, I won''t drop the


    case Yvonne didn''t back down an inch.