Chapter: 11

How could this be happening?

She had orchestrated everything perfectly to tarnish Nora's reputation, even having the project leader get Nora drunk to take compromising photos as alleged proof of her misconduct.

After Nora was blacklisted, Lilliana had made certain all videos were erased. Yet, somehow, one had surfaced.

While she watched it, terror-stricken, her phone rang again. The caller was the project leader who had conspired with her against Nora.

"Miss Willis, you must help me! If things continue like this, my company is done for! I only sided with you because of Mr. Hewitt. If you don't act now, I'll be forced to reveal everything!"

Lilliana's expression darkened. She terminated the call and tried reaching Alan, but he didn't pick up.

At that moment, Alan was smashing his phone to pieces.

“How dare she!" he seethed.

Sitting at his desk, he scowled at the divorce papers.

Alan had dismissed Kaitlin's threats of divorce as mere posturing, yet here were the official papers in his office, and she had even hung up on him.

Did she honestly believe she could manage alone?

She was clueless and couldn't secure a decent job on her own. "How dare she file for divorce!" he fumed.

His assistant, noticing the remnants of the phone on the floor, paused before speaking. “Should I find out where Mrs. Hewitt might be...?"

"Find out what? Let her struggle on her own!" Alan's voice was biting. "Freeze her account! Let's see how she fares then!"

The assistant flinched at the iciness in Alan's tone, nodded, and quickly left the office.

Meanwhile, Kaitlin had just arrived at Phoebe's place when Twitter erupted.

People were furiously apologizing to Nora and clamoring for the dismissal of the project leader who had wronged her, insisting that Nora's designs be reinstated.

The companies once ready to sever ties with Oasis Studio were now rallying in support of Kay's return and siding with Nora.

Yet, the controversy hadn't touched Lilliana just yet...

Kaitlin's gaze grew icy as she dispatched another message to the anonymous contact. "Find out why he tried to set up Nora. Get into his phone."

A nodding emoji and a cheeky reply came back. "You're making a comeback and cash without me, yet here you are, still giving orders."

Kaitlin shot back, "You're in on the next big score, I promise."

"Remember your word! No backing down! When I'm back, you owe me a dinner to discuss it!"

Kaitlin chuckled and texted back a simple “okay” before stashing her phone.