CHAPTER 87: CHAPTER 87: IVY SUMMERS AGREES TO APOLOGIZE AND ADMIT FAULT TO RACHEL SHAW

"Miss Shaw has already given it careful thought before making this decision."

Ivy Summers raised her eyebrows slightly, "Alright, I understand."

Ivy Summers directly hung up the phone. Seeing Damien Lancaster come out, she felt annoyed and turned to leave.

Just as the car started moving, Ivy received another call. This was a new number she had switched to, and she had no idea how they managed to track it down.

Upon answering, Rachel Shaw’s triumphant voice came through, "Ivy Summers, did you get a call from my lawyer? Are you still unwilling to admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat? Rachel Shaw, are you that sure I’ll lose?"

"Of course. Ivy Summers, the injuries on me are evidence enough. What more can you argue?"

Ivy steadily drove the car, "Whether I did anything or not, you know it clearly, Rachel Shaw. Lies can never become the truth."

"Really? But Ivy Summers, with me, regardless of the truth, whatever I say goes."

Rachel spoke with extreme arrogance, "Just like with your daughter’s incident, what can you do about it now?"

Ivy let out a cold laugh.

Rachel Shaw truly feared nothing with a powerful backer.

"Rachel Shaw, aren’t you afraid I’m recording this?"

As Ivy’s words fell, Rachel was silent for several seconds.

Over the phone, Ivy could almost envision Rachel’s distorted face at that moment.

After a while, Rachel angrily retorted, "Ivy Summers, how shameless of you. You can’t beat me, so you resort to these petty schemes."

"Petty schemes?" Ivy found it laughable.

She was merely preserving evidence for her safety, but it had been turned into petty schemes?

Then what about those things Rachel Shaw did?

"Rachel Shaw, what about the things you did?"

"I..." Ivy’s words reminded Rachel, making her hesitant to speak further over the phone.

Gritting her teeth with hatred, she said, "What did I do? I’ve done nothing. Don’t slander me, Ivy Summers. Otherwise, why don’t you come over now, kowtow, and apologize? Maybe I’ll mercifully let you off. I think you know well enough; this time, you have no chance of winning."

Ivy remained silent for a moment before asking, "If I come over, kowtow, and apologize, will you let it go and not press charges?"

Rachel, upon hearing Ivy’s question, knew she was scared.

After all, Ivy had lost her most crucial evidence, and with Rachel’s strong backing and her role as the "victim", Ivy’s uncertainty naturally led to fear.

Rachel laughed, "Yes, if you come over now and apologize on your knees, I’ll let it go. After all, I don’t want to blow this out of proportion either."

Though Rachel said this, she didn’t truly mean it.

She intended to have Ivy really come over, apologize on her knees, which would be tantamount to admitting her guilt, making it easier to send her to jail.

"Alright." Ivy agreed, "Your lawyer will be there, right? At times like these, there must be witnesses."

Rachel thought Ivy was getting more foolish.

"Of course, come on over."

Ivy hung up the phone and turned the car around at the next intersection, heading towards the hospital.

Meanwhile, Rachel Shaw at the hospital was feeling utterly content.

It had been a long time since she felt so at ease.

Listening nearby, Phillip Shaw narrowed his shrewd eyes, "Ivy Summers agreed too quickly. Could there be a trick here?"

"What trick? She’s just scared." Rachel raised her chin. Imagining herself in Ivy’s position, she’d also be eager to settle quickly.

So Rachel found Ivy’s agreement to apologize quite natural.

Besides, she had all the evidence. What was there to fear?

Thinking about this, Rachel took out her phone to call Damien Lancaster. How could Damien not be present at a time like this?

She wanted Ivy to lose face in front of Damien, to see if Damien would still want her as his wife.

Once Ivy was convicted and sent to jail, they would naturally get divorced.

Thinking of this, Rachel couldn’t help but smile, feeling everything was progressing in a favorable direction, making all the hurt she’d suffered worthwhile.

...

Soon, Ivy arrived at the hospital.

When Ivy entered, only Rachel and her family were present in the ward.

Rachel leaned back on the hospital bed, her lips curling like a queen with high authority, "Ivy Summers, you finally came."

Seeing Rachel’s smug look, Ivy found it amusing.

"Since you’re here, let’s begin. As long as you kneel and apologize to me now, I’ll forgive you for what you’ve done and drop the charges."

Ivy remained still, quietly standing there with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

"No rush; your lawyer isn’t here yet. Let’s wait a bit. Some things require witnesses."

"Ivy Summers, Rachel is doing this for your benefit, so you won’t feel embarrassed kneeling in front of many people," Penelope Page remarked from the side.

"If I’m not afraid of embarrassment, why should you be?" Ivy replied calmly.

"True, Mom; don’t persuade her. She’s already accustomed to kneeling before me, so why would she feel embarrassed?"

Rachel intentionally brought up the previous incident when Damien made Ivy kneel before her.

She was deliberately trying to stab Ivy in the heart.

After saying this, she watched Ivy’s expression closely.

Unfortunately, Rachel saw no trace of sorrow on Ivy’s face. Ivy stood composedly, as if the person they were ridiculing wasn’t her.

Ivy’s demeanor made Rachel feel like punching a cloud.

How Ivy maintained such calmness at this moment was unknown. Was she really that thick-skinned?

Perhaps, she was just putting on a brave front.

Soon, Gregory Lancaster’s lawyer and assistant arrived.

Both first glanced at Ivy.

The woman remained calm, exuding a strong aura as if she wasn’t the one about to be judged.

The lawyer selected by Gregory Lancaster was indeed exceptional, effortlessly presenting the case and shifting the pressure onto Ivy.

No wonder Rachel felt so secure.

Because this time, she indeed had significant support.

But what she didn’t know was that Ivy had evidence.

After the lawyer finished speaking, Rachel felt more assured, "Ivy Summers, did you understand? Weren’t you just saying you’d kneel and apologize? Well, they’re all here now, so kneel!"

"You’re saying I committed a crime and should kneel to you. If I have evidence proving you lied, shouldn’t you kneel to me and apologize?"