The doctors and nurses were furious. They had never encountered such shameless people, who cared nothing for their daughter’s well-being and were driven only by money.

Katelyn coldly commanded, “Aimee, get in touch with those reporters for him. I would like to see how he will do that.” She was curious to see how far this couple would go.

Aimee, recognized for her swift actions, immediately replied, “Alright, I’ll get in touch with them right away.”

But as she was about to make the call, Wrenley lunged for Aimee’s phone.

Aimee dodged, and suddenly, there was a loud crash.

Wrenley hadn’t anticipated Aimee stepping back, and suddenly losing her balance, she nearly toppled over. A quick sidestep from Aimee sent Wrenley crashing directly into the wall.

At that moment, Wrenley felt dizzy and stumbled backward into Zayden. The phone Zayden was holding slipped from his fingers and shattered on the floor, its screen fracturing in a spiderweb pattern.

That was Katelyn’s phone!

Aimee bent down to retrieve the phone, saying sarcastically, “Well, well, you’ve got your hands on Katelyn’s phone. This thing’s worth two hundred thousand!”

Katelyn’s phone was specially designed just for her. Internally, it boasted the finest chip and hardware specs available worldwide. Externally, it appeared like any ordinary phone to avoid drawing attention to its uniqueness.

Ignoring the throbbing pain in her head, Wrenley pointed a finger at Aimee and shouted angrily, “Don’t treat me like a fool! A phone worth two hundred thousand?”

A decent phone could be had for a thousand. Did they really think she had no clue?

Just as Aimee was gearing up to counter, Katelyn added,

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“Aimee, call the police and get the media involved.”

There was no point in further argument. If they were set on drawing public and police attention, Katelyn was prepared to oblige. However, they would need to be ready for the fallout.

Aimee responded promptly, “Alright, I’ll handle it immediately.”

Katelyn turned to the nurse outside, instructing, “Marcia, please head to the surveillance room and retrieve the footage from the camera facing this ward. It will be crucial when the police get here.” She looked at the camera strategically placed in the corridor outside the ward, which had captured the entire incident.

Marcia responded, “Okay, I’m on it right away.” Her cheek still burned from Wrenley’s scratches, and she felt that Wrenley should be held accountable.

Observing Marcia moving to secure the surveillance footage, Wrenley was seized by panic.

“Don’t go!” She clutched at Marcia’s arm. Revealing the footage would ruin their plans.

Zayden fixed Katelyn with a severe look, saying, “Katelyn, are you seriously being this closed-minded? Tell me, did you, or did you not hurt our daughter?” His hands balled into fists, his rage nearly tangible, ready to explode at any moment.

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