Lise’s lips curled into a chilling smile. “Of course, I’m sending you off to your doom.”

Noticing Katelyn’s weakened state, Lise realized this was the perfect moment to strike. “I can finally eliminate you, my biggest obstacle!” she laughed wildly, grabbing the syringe from the bedside table without hesitation.

Lise knew that with medications like these, mixing in air could trigger a fatal heart attack when injected into the bloodstream. It was the quietest way to end a life.

As she brought the needle closer, Katelyn felt utterly helpless. She couldn’t even summon the strength to lift herself. Fixing Lise with a chilling stare filled with rage, she warned, “Lise, you’ll regret what you’re doing to me!”

“Go to hell!” Lise shouted, her eyes narrowing with determination. As she finished, a triumphant laugh escaped her lips. Watching her enemy suffer and die filled her with a twisted sense of joy. “Katelyn, let’s see how you get out of this one!” she exclaimed, her voice vibrating with cruel excitement.

Summoning all her strength, Katelyn inhaled deeply and managed to pull the needle from her hand. The effort, though small, left her completely drained, and she collapsed back onto the bed, blood trickling from the puncture wound.

Lise’s expression shifted, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her face. But her focus quickly moved to the pillow beside Katelyn. “Don’t worry. No one’s coming to rescue you this time,” she said with a smirk, reaching for the pillow.

Katelyn’s eyes burned coldly with fury. “If you kill me, you’ll die as well. Do you really think Vincent and the Wheeler family will let you walk away?”

Her voice was steady, but her body betrayed her. She tightened her fists, desperate to muster even a fraction of her strength, but it was futile. A deep sense of helplessness washed over her, leaving her feeling like a lamb led to slaughter. Discover more novels at Find★Novel.net

In the past, handling Lise had been as easy as a flick of her hand, but now… things had changed. Lise’s right hand was still in a cast, yet she was consumed by the excitement of killing Katelyn.

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“I’ll pay any price to be rid of you! You should have died ages ago!” Lise screamed, her voice filled with venom. With those words, she lunged forward like a possessed monster, forcing the pillow against Katelyn’s face with all her strength.

Katelyn fought back with every ounce of energy she had left, but her body was still too weak to resist. Her mouth and nose were smothered, and a sharp, choking pain spread through her lungs. The lack of oxygen made her arms feel like lead, heavy and useless.

The emergency call button was right beside the bed, tantalizingly close, but she couldn’t reach it. Desperation clawed at her as she twisted her body, struggling to remove the pillow from her face.

Katelyn never thought her life would end at Lise’s hands instead of Sophia’s. The irony was bitter, and her mind raced with fleeting thoughts of regret.

Lise’s face twisted into a wicked smile, her delight uncontainable as she pressed harder.

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