Chapter 30: Her Final Desperate Strike, Unaware That the Recording Will Become Her Undoing

Friday afternoon, Lina received a package.

It was a legal notice.

She opened it.

Her face instantly went deathly pale.

Eileen was suing her.

The allegations were:

Misappropriation of trade secrets.

Unfair competition.

Defamation.

The damages demanded:

$1.2 million.

Lina’s legs gave out.

She collapsed onto the floor.

One point two million dollars.

There was no way she could ever pay it.

She staggered back to her feet, grabbed her phone, and called Eileen.

It rang for a long time.

Then Eileen rejected the call.

She tried again.

Rejected again.

She sent message after message.

“Eileen! I was wrong! I really was wrong!”

“Please, I’m begging you, let me go!”

“I really can’t afford this!”

Her messages disappeared into silence.

Eileen never replied.

Lina crouched on the floor, holding her head.

She finally understood how serious everything had become.

Meanwhile, Eileen was sitting in her attorney’s office.

Attorney Smith adjusted his glasses.

“Eileen.”

He spoke calmly.

“This case is in your favor.”

“The evidence chain is complete.”

“The facts are clear.”

“She won’t be able to escape.”

Eileen nodded.

“But…”

Smith paused.

“She has nothing left.”

“Even if you win the lawsuit, she may not be able to pay.”

Eileen fell silent.

Of course she knew.

“I’m not doing this for the money.”

Her voice was quiet.

“I just want her to understand—”

“There are consequences in this world.”

Smith looked at her and nodded.

“I understand.”

“I’ll proceed through the normal legal process.”

After leaving the law office, the New York sunlight felt painfully bright.

Eileen stood on the street and looked at her phone.

The screen was filled with dozens of desperate messages from Lina.

She did not answer a single one.

She was not trying to be cruel.

She simply no longer wanted anything to do with this woman.

She wanted the matter to end.

She put away her phone and got into the car.

The vehicle slowly drove away.

At the street corner, Lina hid behind a pillar and watched Eileen’s car disappear.

Her hands were clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms and drew blood.

She knew she was finished.

But she could not accept it.

She truly could not accept it.

She pulled out her phone and dialed a number.

“Hello.”

Her voice was soft, but filled with a dangerous determination.

“Help me one last time.”

“I want her to pay too.”

There was silence on the other end for several seconds.

“What else are you planning to do?”

“I want to destroy her.”

Lina’s voice cracked with tears.

“If I can’t destroy her, then I won’t let her live peacefully either!”

She did not know that this phone call would become the final straw that crushed her.

Because the call was being recorded.

And the person who had arranged the recording was Kane.