Meanwhile, Annie covered her mouth in shock. She had her suspicions about Fiona’s game before. But now, all she could think was—well done. No one here hated Katelyn and Vincent more than she did. And if this ruined the two’s relationship, even better.

Ryanna, however, remained indifferent. Her expression unreadable, as if none of this surprised her in the least. Without a word, she turned to leave.

Annie hurried after Ryanna, leaning in to whisper, “Aren’t you going to watch a little longer? This is too good to miss.”

Ryanna shot her a cold glance. “This has nothing to do with me. Don’t drag me into it.”

She wanted no part in this. If anyone pinned it on her, it would damage her image as a princess.

Annie rolled her eyes but said nothing more.

What a hypocrite. Ryanna wanted to see Katelyn fall more than anyone, yet here she was pretending to be noble and above it all. It was irritating to watch.

But that didn’t matter. As long as Katelyn spent the night with Marco and the videos made their way online, Vincent would have no reason to want her anymore. After all, what man would stay with a woman whose reputation had been destroyed?

The thought sent a thrill of anticipation through Annie.

Just then, noises came from the room. The sound of something shattering echoed through the hall. Clearly, things inside weren’t going as smoothly as expected.

But no one moved. They had yet to capture proof that Katelyn and Marco had actually gone all the way. And until they did, her downfall wasn’t complete.

For now, they were content to wait and watch.

Only Amy, who had just arrived from downstairs, seemed unaware of what was happening. She glanced at the crowd, then at the room, frowning in confusion.

“What’s going on?” she asked.

Someone smirked and pointed at the scene.

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“That famous jewelry designer, Katelyn? She’s in there… with Fiona’s brother. Having, well… you know.”

She pressed a finger to her lips, a sly grin playing on her face.

Amy’s eyes widened as she grasped the implication. She immediately turned to look, and when she caught a glimpse of Katelyn’s struggling figure through the open doorway, her stomach dropped.

Without hesitation, she ran inside.

Fiona’s face twisted in fury.

“Amy! What do you think you’re doing?” she snapped.

This meddler had no business here. Did she want to ruin everything?

If the plan was interrupted now, the show wouldn’t go on as planned.

Amy hesitated for only a second before pushing forward.

Fiona’s expression turned ice-cold, her voice dropping into a threatening whisper.

“What, don’t you want your sister to have a peaceful life?”

Amy stopped dead in her tracks. She looked around at the people gathered, whose faces were filled with nothing but cold amusement.

Amy trembled with rage.

How could Fiona stoop so low? What was she supposed to do?

Not long ago, these same people had admired Katelyn. Now, they couldn’t wait to capture her humiliation on camera.

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