“I’ve recorded the whole thing; it’s more integrated than Miss Clayton’s. It even includes our discussion about life and death. So if you don’t mind, Miss Clayton, I’ll show it to everyone now.”

Calmly, Amelie fished out her phone and started scrolling.

Meanwhile, Elyse looked at Amelie like she was looking at a ghost, fixing her gaze on Amelie’s collar.

Did she really fix a camera on her collar that day? When did she do it? Was it after she entered her car?

She tried hard to recollect the moment and was certain she didn’t see any cameras. However, when she saw how composed Amelie was looking, she became absolutely terrified, and suddenly, she was certain Amelie had indeed fixed a camera on her collar.

She captured the whole thing? Even our discussion about life and death? What discussion about life and death?!

The next second, a memory hit her. Amelie had asked why I wanted to kill her. What was my answer? What was it?

Elyse wracked her brain but couldn’t find any denial. Yes. She didn’t refute it, which also meant it was a silent admission!

If that video gets out, everyone will know that I intended to kill Amelie! I’ll be done for!

As though something triggered her nerve, Elyse pounced on Amelie to seize the phone. However, the latter was agile as she slithered her arm through Elyse and raised the phone above her head.

“What are you doing, Miss Clayton?” Amelie asked plainly as she fiddled with the phone hanging above her head carelessly.

However, Elyse merely continued to shake Amelie’s arm violently, hoping the phone would eventually slip. Yet, it stuck to Amelie’s fingers like a magnet. How exasperating!

“Relax, Miss Clayton. I will release the complete clip since you’re so eager to watch it.” Amelie deliberately twisted Elyse’s intention and walked toward the studio.

She’s going to play the video on the big screen?!

stopped Amelie at all

subdue Elyse with just one

was press the play button,

many people, but word of mouth from these people alone was enough to send

her live stream off and half-kneeled at Amelie, begging, “I’m sorry, Amelie, please give

Amelie asked with feigned bewilderment while pulling her up, stopping

video tell the

the truth. She couldn’t care about anything else at

Amelie withdrew her finger and

she began realizing she had been siding with the wrong

his forehead. Thank goodness I hadn’t been too

isn’t so hard to tell the truth, is it?” Amelie patted Elyse’s head like she was patting a dog. “A woman becomes more assertive

shouldn’t have…” Elyse lifted her head in pain. As infuriated as she was, she dared

live stream off in advance, or things will become

would still be able to find other jobs even if she

glared daggers at Amelie, only to find the latter waving her phone at

at her, and she found herself

She’s live-streaming?! She

confession… One

though someone had given it a

up and even thoughtfully patted the dust off her before whispering in her

the former’s skirt and straps thoughtfully like they were best

nothing but only

her phone while speaking at

I’ve been

that she wanted to leave. “I’m really sorry for just now. I hope you can forgive

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