Chapter 307

Wendy West's face drained of color, turning as pale as parchment.

Her lips trembled as panic flickered in her eyes.

"H-how did you..." Her voice trailed off.

Several unfamiliar men closed in. One seized her wrist while another pinned her shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Wendy struggled frantically.

She cast desperate glances at her colleagues, only to see them deliberately looking away.

"Evelyn pushed me! Why are you arresting me?" Wendy burst into theatrical sobs.

The crowd exchanged uneasy looks. Some shot disapproving glances at Evelyn Sinclair.

To them, this seemed like petty revenge from someone newly empowered.

"Evidence?" The restraining man spoke coldly.

Wendy pointed accusingly. "It was her! She pushed me deliberately!"

"Really?" The man smirked and signaled behind him.

A compact video camera was produced.

Wendy's pupils contracted violently, her body going rigid with dread.

"Impossible..." she whispered, her face ghostly white.

The footage clearly showed her lunging at Evelyn.

Gasps erupted around them.

"My God, how vicious!"

"Playing victim when she's the perpetrator!"

"I always knew she was trouble..."

The crowd clamored to condemn her, eager to join the moral high ground.

Evelyn watched the spectacle impassively before pulling out her phone.

"Call the police."

Wendy's head snapped up, terror in her eyes.

"Evelyn! I'm sorry! I'll confess everything!"

"Unnecessary." Evelyn turned to leave.

"Isabella Winslow!" Wendy shrieked hysterically. "She put me up to this!"

Evelyn paused mid-step.

"She promised me five million to make you fall..."

Shocked murmurs spread through the onlookers.

"Who even are you?" Wendy struggled anew. "By what right—"

The man flashed his badge. "Kingsley Group legal team."

Those three words made Wendy collapse bonelessly to the floor.

Police arrived swiftly, taking Wendy and the evidence into custody.

As the squad car drove away, Evelyn's fingers drifted unconsciously to her abdomen.

Isabella knew.

The secret was out.