Sharon, momentarily distracted from the pain in her wrist, lunged at Katelyn, snatching the phone from her hands and hurling it to the ground. The phone crashed, its screen cracking upon impact. With her hands on her hips, Sharon sneered and scolded, “You didn’t just ruin Lise’s wedding; you also manipulated her competition results. Katelyn, do you have any conscience at all?”
Seeing Katelyn’s phone ruined, Sharon grew bolder, her actions fueled by arrogance.
Katelyn, now furious, shoved Sharon away forcefully. Just then, her phone began ringing. Despite the cracked screen, it was still functional. Katelyn tried to answer.
Accidentally activating the speaker, Katelyn heard Aimee’s anxious voice fill the room.
“Katelyn, Lise’s scores in the jewelry competition have been nullified.”
Katelyn paused, confused.
“Why?”
The results had already been finalized, and it seemed improbable that they would be revoked. Such a move would reflect poorly on the officials involved, potentially damaging their credibility.
Even Sharon stopped her tirade, waiting for Aimee’s explanation.
“They’re claiming it was plagiarism, and it’s quite a serious accusation,” Aimee explained.
Sharon, upon hearing this, could no longer contain herself. She exploded in disbelief.
“Plagiarism? My daughter is a gifted genius. How could she possibly plagiarize?”
Aimee hesitated, her expression turning into a frown.
“Is that lunatic from the Bailey family there with you?”
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Before Katelyn could respond, Sharon shouted back, “You’re the lunatic! No one will slander my Lise!”
Katelyn’s patience had worn thin. She commanded sternly, “Shut up!”
Sharon was immediately silenced by Katelyn’s icy gaze, the words faltering in her throat. For a brief moment, Sharon seemed genuinely intimidated by Katelyn’s presence.
Aimee, sounding worried, added, “Katelyn, due to the issue with Lise, the officials are asking for you.”
Katelyn had been reluctant to get involved any further, but with the official summons, she realized she had no choice.
“Okay, I’ll come soon.”
After reminding her to stay safe, Aimee ended the call.
Katelyn shot Sharon a brief look, then turned and slammed the door shut in her face.
It was early morning, yet her family refused to let her have any peace.
Left on the doorstep, Sharon’s fury intensified. She pounded on the door, shouting, “Katelyn, don’t think you can avoid this by hiding inside. If you don’t get justice for Lise, nobody will have peace!”
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