NovelOnlineChapter 749
She watched Sarah warily, her eyes filled with fear. "What do you want? Letout. You already killed Yvonne—
are you planning to do something totoo?"
She couldn't understand why she was supposed to meet Miss Wilson, but instead found Sarah waiting for her.
Sarah shook her head and tossed a file onto the table in front of her. The sound made Judy flinch.
"What's this?" She glanced at Sarah in confusion.
"See for yourself."
Judy opened the folder and pulled out the papers inside. The first page showed her bank card statement.
Her fingers trembled as she continued turning pages, revealing hospital billing records.
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The records showed that money that had been paid to the hospital had been withdrawn, transaction by
transaction.
Yvonne had gone to her grave never imagining that Judy, whom she trusted most and gave financial authority
to, would steal the money she had set aside to save her mother's life.
Judy's fingers began shaking violently. She could no longer hold the papers, as if those lightweight sheets
suddenly weighed thousands of pounds.
The papers scattered across the floor as she nearly collapsed, barely managing to steady herself against the
sofa.
"How did you get these? How could you possibly have them?"
"Are these supposed to be private? Anyone could find them with a simple search. You were just too ignorant,
Judy." Sarah stood up and slowly walked toward her. "Why did you take the money meant for Yvonne's mother's
treatment? You knew she had liver cancer. Even a million might not have been enough for her treatment."
Judy couldn't meet her eyes and continued to evade, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"You don't know?" Sarah suddenly grabbed the handbag Judy was holding. "If you really don't know, how could
you afford this bag? Letsee it's the latest model, must cost over a hundred thousand. If | remember
correctly, you withdrew money from the hospital yesterday and immediately bought this bag, right?"
Judy looked in horror as Sarah picked up another piece of paper showing her shopping mall purchase records.
"It's not true! | only know that your hotel killed Yvonne. She died because she ate your steak," she screamed.
On the phone screen, the woman was shaking her head violently, surrounded by scattered papers. The brand-
new handbag was clearly visible on screen, and Vivian could see everything perfectly.
She gripped her phone so tightly she nearly cracked the screen. No wonder Pine Mist Island Resort had closed.
The Sanders Corporation hadn't done anything— they were waiting for this moment.
She picked up another phone and shouted frantically at the person on the other end, "Hurry up and find out
where they are!"
On the livestream screen, Sarah asked again, "You've been lying since you were at the police station. Who
wanted her dead, Judy? What exactly was flushed down the toilet that day? You watched Yvonne eat the
poisoned steak. You watched her die right in front of you. Were you really unmoved by that?"
Judy collapsed onto the sofa, too afraid to move or speak.
Sarah turned to glance at the corner of the room, then walked toward the door. "Fine, if you're really unmoved,
aren't you afraid she'll chaunting you in the middle of the night?"
With those words, Sarah left the room.
The door to the private room closed once again, and this tJudy finally stood up.
Zachary sat in his office, staring at the livestream on his tablet. The final image showed Judy sitting on the sofa
before the broadcast was cut off.
Steven knocked and entered, placing a contract in front of him. "Zachary, here's the contract we signed with
Vista International."
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