Without pausing, she dialed Lise’s number and activated the call recorder.

The call connected swiftly.

Lise spoke slowly, her voice filled with an unmistakable, uncontrollable amusement.

“Katelyn, your life is ruined now. Everywhere you go, won’t you always be branded as a murderer?”

Hearing this, Katelyn was even more convinced that Lise was orchestrating the plot.

Her tone remained even, but her words next caused an immediate shift in Lise’s expression.

“I have evidence that you pushed Zoey to jump out of the window, Lise.”

Katelyn spoke with a calm voice, but it carried a steady confidence. Lise’s expression faltered for a split second—a flicker of panic flashing in her eyes.

How could this even be possible? No matter how smart Katelyn was, there was no way she could have figured it out this fast.

Lise clenched her teeth, trying to stay composed, convinced this had to be a bluff from Katelyn. She asked, “What do you mean? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t play dumb,” Katelyn shot back, her eyes narrowing.

“It’s all too convenient. Zoey fakes jumping out of the window to make it look like I drove her to it, and then you spread the rumors to turn everyone against me. Admit it—it’s a clever plan, but you underestimated me.” Katelyn revealed their whole plan.

The plan was harmful, but Zoey was the biggest fool. After all the years Katelyn had helped her, she turned out to be ungrateful, trying to tear down the person who had supported her. Because of something Lise had fed her, she decided to jump off a building. Did she not take into consideration what would happen if something went wrong?

Only Zoey might know the answer to that, but it clearly showed just how deep her hatred for Katelyn ran.

Lise was surprised by what Katelyn said. She wondered how Katelyn figured everything out so fast. Did Zoey let something slip?

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“Katelyn, I know you’re freaking out right now, but you can’t just blame me. I don’t even know Zoey. Even if you want to set me up, don’t take it too far.”

Lise had made her decision. No matter what happened, she couldn’t be connected to this incident.

“I’m giving you a chance. If you fix this now, I might let you go. But if you don’t, I’ll turn all the evidence over to the police,” Katelyn said firmly, sensing what Lise was thinking.

“The last time you tried to suffocate me with a pillow in the hospital, Neil…”

Got you off the hook by paying a huge amount. Do you really think you’ll get that lucky again?”

Lise balled her fists, her eyes burning with hatred. She muttered to herself, “Why won’t this damn woman just die?”

“Your actions have crossed the line multiple times. You could face charges for intentional harm and inciting malice. That would mean at least five years in prison. And if I give you more solid evidence, you’ll end up spending the best years of your life locked up,” Katelyn added, her words hitting Lise’s emotional defenses.

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