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    Lise greeted Vincent with a perfect smile, her attention unwavering.

    “Mr. Adams, it’s been quite some time.”

    Neil joined them, his and Lise’s expressions hiding their true feelings.

    As Neil’s gaze lingered on Katelyn, he offered a chilly smile.

    “Miss Bailey moving on quickly, I see. Aren’t we still in the midst of our divorce?”

    The onlookers, drawn to the unfolding drama, watched the tense exchange.

    Neil’s look was menacing, clearly aimed at undermining both Katelyn and Vincent.

    Meanwhile, Lise only had eyes for Vincent, as Neil’s achievements seemed less significant in Vincent’s shadow.

    Lise wondered, if even someone like Katelyn could capture Vincent’s attention, why couldn’t she?

    Katelyn’s look was piercing as she noticed Neil’s hand on Lise’s waist.

    “Mr. Wheeler, I thought you might have forgotten that we’re going through a divorce after I caught you cheating on me.”

    She quickly cut through Neil’s facade, unafraid to confront him.

    At her usation, Neil’s eyes darkened with anger, caught off guard by her directness. The crowd was visibly shocked, sensing they were witnessing significant revtions.

    Online rumors had previously circted about Katelyn and Neil’s tumultuous marriage, but nothing was aspelling as hearing it directly from them.

    Vincent watched silently, his admiration evident as he observed Katelyn’s assertiveness.

    Now she was not the reserved friend he knew but someone who boldly defended herself.

    Even the gentlest could reveal their strength when cornered, a truth Neil visibly recognized, his rage intensifying.

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    With a strained smile, he retorted, “Katelyn, don’t presume I’m blind to your tactics. Do you really think you can salvage your reputation by pinning everything on me?”

    Neil hissed.

    Lise, drawn back to the moment, spoke softly,

    “Katelyn, I’ve exined my rtionship with Neil many times. You’ve isted yourself in misunderstandings, and now you’re using us wrongly. My presence today is simply because you were unavable, forcing Neil to seek assistance.”

    Her exnation seemed entirely rational, addressing any public doubts effectively.

    She imed to be stepping in for Katelyn, who was otherwise engaged as Vincent’spanion.

    With measured words, Lise shifted the me onto Katelyn, showcasing her tactful maneuvering.

    Katelyn, amused, pped her hands, her gesture starkly out of sync with the surrounding tension, exactly as she intended.

    pping, Katelyn taunted, “Your skill in twisting the truth remains unmatched. I might actually believe you if I hadn’t seen the photos of you two in bed.”

    Lise tensed, her grip on her wine ss faltering, her confidence shaken by the uncertainty of Katelyn possibly possessing actual proof.

    Such evidence would devastate her, shattering her idyllic future aspirations.

    Neil, with a cold smirk, dismissed Katelyn’s implications.

    “You resort to lies to salvage your image. If such evidence existed, it would’ve surfaced long ago. I regret deeply ever aligning with someone so deceitful.”

    Katelyn, unfazed and assertive, countered, “The necessity of proof in this matter is irrelevant. I’ll ensure the truth reaches those who need to see it.”

    At this, Lise’s demeanor altered dramatically, her anxiety palpable.

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