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    Lise entered the room, biting her lip as she addressed Katelyn.

    “Katelyn, I didn’t mean to overhear, but isn’t your demand excessive? Rtionships can’t be coerced. And with Neil’spany in crisis, how can you justify such a request?” Lise spoke with sincerity, seemingly concerned for Neil.

    Katelyn, tired of Lise’s repeated old tricks, responded with a mocking sneer.

    “I want him to truly value this final opportunity for a divorce. You should try harder as well. If I decide against it, you’ll never be his wife.” Katelyn’s tone dripped with sarcasm.

    Ultimately, the decision for divorce rested with Neil. Considering his attitude, his affection for Lise seemed questionable. Why else would he want a divorce from Katelyn and marry her after all this time?

    Lise, overwhelmed by resentment, remained silent, internally rebuking Katelyn. She exhaled a defeated sigh.

    “I just hope you two can resolve this without bitterness. It’s unhealthy for both of you.”

    Katelyn quickly retorted, “You should ry that to Neil. I’ll get my divorce, along with his money.”

    If Lise truly desired to be Neil’s wife, she needed to persuade him to divorce sooner rather than spitefully antagonizing Katelyn.

    Neil narrowed his eyes, his voice thick with anger.

    “A divorce? It’s not going to happen, Katelyn. I’ll make sure you face public scorn.”

    Consumed by bitterness, Neil was determined to retaliate against Katelyn, no matter the cost. Did she think she could easily be with Vincent? Neil was determined to prevent that possibility.

    Katelyn dismissed them with a smile, “Whatever. Can you leave now? You’re spoiling the air here. I can’t stand phonies and jerks.” As she spoke, she held her nose, visibly repulsed.

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    Vincent watched, impressed by Katelyn’s newfound assertiveness.

    These nuisances had persisted in harassing her at the hospital, and now they were finally getting what they deserved.

    “YOU!” Neil seethed, unable to articte his fury. Katelyn, out of patience, approached them and gestured dismissively, “Scram!”

    Neil’s expression grew even darker.

    Lise clenched her teeth and grabbed Katelyn’s hand.

    “Katelyn, you’re obviously upset. Let’s talk when you’ve calmed down.”

    Katelyn reflexively jerked her hand away, her eyes filled with aversion. “Don’t touch me.”

    Lise stumbled backward despite the slight force and copsed, clutching her stomach. “My stomach… it hurts so much.”

    Disgust flickered in Katelyn’s eyes as she coldly addressed the fallen Lise.

    “You’re bing increasingly sloppy at your cons.”

    The force Katelyn had used was minimal, but Lise’s fall seemed exaggerated. It appeared Lise was setting a trap, hoping Katelyn would reach out to her.

    Her face ashen, Lise gripped her stomach, speechless and dripping with cold sweat.

    Katelyn’s gaze narrowed, suspicion flickering in her eyes.

    Was Lise pregnant?

    Neil quickly scooped Lise up, his face etched with worry and fear. As he left, he shot a threatening look at Katelyn.

    “If anything happens to Lise, I’ll hold you ountable!”

    With that, he hurried away.

    Katelyn watched them leave, deep in thought.

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