Chapter b421 /b

The officer pretended to be an old friend of the caller and yed along smoothly. “Daryl, hey, sorry about that. We had such a wild nightst night that Ipletely forgot to send you the video

As expected, the man walked right into the trap. “Hurry up! I want that bitch Megan Stonepletely destroyed! Did you get six guys like I asked to take care of her?”

The officer stayed in character. “Of course. I’ll send the video now

“Make it fast!” the man snapped before hanging up.

Charlotte and Megan exchanged a look.

It was clear the caller wasn’t personally close to the phone’s owner He was probably just a temporary aplice, which exined why he didn’t recognize that the voice on the line was someone else entirely. He really wasn’t very smart.

The police quickly ran the number through their system and identified the owner.

One of the officers turned to Megan. “The phone belongs to a man named Daryl Seth. Do you know him?”

Megan’s eyes widened in shock. “Daryl Seth? He was the deputy manager of mypany’s project division. I fired him just a few days ago.”

Charlotte’s expression grew serious. “That exins it. Those men were probably hired by Daryl to go after you. And your so called best friend was likely involved too.”

Megan’s voice trembled. “No way. Kimberly would never do that to me. I’ve always treated her so well. How could she…”

Meanwhile, at home, Daryl was still sitting on his couch, waiting impatiently for the video of Megan to arrive. Instead, there was a knock at the door. It was the police.

Once the mastermind was arrested, the rest of the case quickly came together.

Daryl and Patrick were identified as the principal offenders in the case.

Both of them had held a grudge against Megan for being fired and had plotted revenge.

Daryl reached out to Kimberly Cook, Megan’s so–called best friend, and offered her sixty thousand dors to lure Megan out for drinks.

Patrick, a long–time project manager at thepany with an annual sry of over one hundred sixty thousand dorsb, /bprovided forty thousand of the money. Daryl covered the remaining twenty thousand.

At the police station, Meganb, /busuallyposed and strong, could no longer hold back her tears.

“Kimberly, why would you help them hurt me?” she choked, her voice cracking. “Haven’t always treated you well?“.

Kimberly broke down, sobbing uncontrobly. “Megan, I made a terrible mistake. I know I did. Pleaseb, /bI’m begging you to -forgive me. I needed the money so badly. My son needed surgery.”

Tears streamed down Megan’s cheeks. Her voice was filled with pain and disbelief. “We’ve been friends for years. If you needed help, why didn’t you just tell me? Did you really think I wouldn’t be there for you?”

Kimberly’s emotions unraveledpletely. Her voice was hoarse with desperation as she cried out, “I know I was wrong. I should’ve gone to you. Please, Megan, don’t press chargesb. /bI’m begging you. My son is only five years old. He just had surgery and is still in the hospital. He needs his mother. Please, I’m begging you. Let me go.”

Megan’s face turned cold. “What good does it do to say all of this now?”

With a heavy thud, Kimberly dropped to her knees in front of her.

b“/bI’m begging you,b” /bshe cried. “Please drop the charges. bI’m /bkneeling in front of you. I know I was wrong. I’ll do anything to make bit /bright.”

She lowered her head and began mming it against the floor.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Megan stood still, looking down at her without a trace of emotion.

“Kimberly, rape is a criminal offense. It’s not something bI /bcan just choose to walk away from. The police have already handed the case over to the prosecution. The evidence is clear. There’s nothing more I can do.”

She paused for a moment, then looked down at the woman kneeling before her. Her voice was as cold as ice in the dead of winter. “Even if I had the power to drop the case, I wouldn’t. I’m not a saint. After everything you did to me, you want mercyi? /iKeep dreaming.”