“Katelyn, please, I’m begging you—remove all the footage from the press conference online. Just declare it was all a fabrication. Please, don’t ruin my life.”
Tears streamed down Zoey’s face, and this time, her sobs were real, filled with genuine anguish. Yet, her tears weren’t born from a sense of remorse; they stemmed from fear.
The scandal had likely shattered her future in Granville. Years of effort had crumbled to nothing just like that. A flicker of irony touched Katelyn’s gaze. She couldn’t grasp Zoey’s rationale. After backstabbing Katelyn, did Zoey really expect that Katelyn would jeopardize her own integrity to cover up Zoey’s misconduct?
“Zoey, I’ve already laid out the solution for you. You need to reveal who’s really behind this,” Katelyn said, her tone firm.
“Do you really think I’m unaware that you have an accomplice? I held back from disclosing this very detail at the press conference to offer you an opportunity. If you come clean about being misled and manipulated, perhaps the public might still show you some leniency.”
Katelyn’s words struck a chord, echoing with authority and conviction in Zoey’s mind. Zoey’s complexion blanched, her lips quivering as she bit down hard. She was conflicted. She was aware of Lise’s true connections—Lise was part of the influential Bailey family and was engaged to the heir of the Wheeler Group. How could Zoey, a woman of simple beginnings, hope to match wits with Lise?
Katelyn maintained her composure as she said, “Take a moment to think. This whole ordeal has damaged both our reputations. Yet, what has Lise, the true orchestrator, lost? You’ve been merely a tool in her plot from day one.”
If Zoey somehow managed to come out ahead, she would still face public ridicule and rejection, spelling her social demise. And if Zoey were to lose, it would mean nothing to Lise, who could easily replace her and move on.
Katelyn mused silently on Lise’s cunning, impressed by how Lise had managed to avoid any direct involvement in the wrongdoing.
“I’ve realized what needs to be done.”
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Zoey’s resentment toward those who used her as a pawn, especially Lise, who sought to keep her hands clean, only fueled her resolve. Ready to sacrifice everything if necessary, Zoey was determined to see Lise answer for her actions.
Katelyn stayed silent. She had accomplished what she set out to do and now only needed to wait and watch.
As Katelyn was about to end the call, Zoey’s parting words caused her to pause, her expression shifting to a mocking grin.
“How dare you ask that of me?”
Zoey gripped the phone tightly, her eyes fixed on her cast-bound leg.
“My doctor can’t guarantee I’ll walk normally again. Since you know Hades well, could you possibly ask him to heal my leg?” she pleaded.
Katelyn was taken aback by Zoey’s brazenness. She felt that Zoey’s nerve surpassed even that of her parents. Zoey had dragged Katelyn into a public maelstrom, forcing her to organize a press conference to clear her name. And yet, Zoey now expected Katelyn to reach out to the healer to fix her leg.
In a voice filled with desperation, Zoey implored, “I’m so young, I can’t imagine living like this. Please, consider my youth and foolishness. Help me this time. I promise to return your kindness tenfold in the future.”
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