Chapter 16

Seline laughed deviously. Suzanne could vividly imagine the twisted expression on her face at that moment.

Instead of hanging up, Suzanne's lips curved into a mocking smile as she said coldly, "What do you think Jenson would say if he heard the kind of words you're saying right now?"

Seline froze for a moment before slamming the ring in her hand down onto the table with a loud thud, screaming furiously, "Suzanne! Do you really think Jenson will believe anything you say? Let me tell you—"

"You think I'm not recording this?"

"Suzanne, don't you dare send it to him! I'll make sure Dad cuts ties with you forever!"

Seline was clearly panicking.

Suzanne, keeping her eyes on the road, let out a cold chuckle. "Already breaking down? Is this all you've got?"

Seline abruptly realized her anger had played right into Suzanne's hands. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to calm down.

Suzanne wouldn't record anything, and even if she did, Jenson wouldn't believe her. After all the seeds she had planted, Jenson already despised Suzanne. He'd probably think Suzanne was trying to tarnish her reputation.

She calmed down with that thought and taunted Suzanne, "You're all talk, Suzanne. Do you know what will happen when the truth about you pretending to be Jane Smith comes out?"

Seline gripped her phone tightly, the sarcasm in her words barely masking her probing tone. Deep down, she wasn't entirely sure. Suzanne had never struck her as bold enough to pull off something so audacious. But if Suzanne was Jane Smith, Seline needed to prepare herself.

saw right through her. A new idea formed in her mind. If she played along,

pretending to

up with excitement. It was just as she had expected.

how could

her fingers lightly drumming on the steering wheel. With a hint of amusement, she replied, "I don't care about embarrassment. What does other people's humiliation have to do with me?" Seline's eyes lit up even brighter.

She didn't have time to mock Suzanne further.

smile as she muttered, "Let's see how you talk your way out of

recording as evidence, Suzanne would

and her expression turned

matter what, they were still sisters. But Seline never thought of it

It was her own fault for holding onto

it didn't matter anymore. Suzanne was curious to see how far Seline would go with her schemes.

of utter destruction. Shattered glass

feet. A quick glance around

dents, with faint traces of

Suzanne frowned deeply.

down the stairs. He was slightly out of breath. "Ms. Yates,

Alan's bedroom. The state of the bedroom was no better than the living room. Signs of destruction

Suzanne stepped inside.

off to

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