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    When Lauren was discharged from the hospital, I went to pick her up, only to run into Liora in the hospital lobby.


    Lauren whispered to me, "Why is she everywhere?"


    I smiled nonchntly. "I had Grayson check on this before. Liora visits the hospital often because her father''s hospitalized here, supposedly with rectal cancer.


    Lauren scoffed, "That''s karma. They have done many terrible things."


    We talked andughed. Liora saw us as we headed toward the exit. She cast a sly nce at us and remarked, "I didn''t expect you to be out of the hospital so soon. Be careful. Don''t get yourself into trouble again."


    I snorted disdainfully. "Those who do wrong will meet their own downfall. If someone dares to pull something again, she won''t be so lucky."


    When I responded, she stopped and looked at me arrogantly. "Don''t get toocent, Chloe. You should always have a backup n."


    Lauren had always ignored her before, but she couldn''t hold back this time. She stopped abruptly and said coldly, "I would advise you to know when to stop, Liora."


    When Lauren spoke up, Liora became even more agitated. She anchored herself and turned around, taking off the sses perched on her nose. She squinted at Lauren, raised an eyebrow, and chuckled coldly. "I thought you were someone else. I see Ms. Lauren is still standing tall and proud even though no man wants her. It seems that your temper has grown, though."


    She tantly challenged Lauren, trying to figure out how to hurt her. Laura paled when she heard Liora''s words. She retorted, "I don''t need you to worry about me. You might be married, but you''re not that great either."


    "At least I am married, unlike some people who remain mistresses in their old age. Just a tool that''s been used and nothing more." Liora''s words were venomous. Lauren took a step forward, but I grabbed her.


    "Well, it''s still better than someone who isn''t fit to be a tool and has to satisfy herself out there with God knows who!" I looked at her sternly. Think about your own dirty deeds before you talk about someone else. Do you really think you''ve cleaned up your mess?"


    "Why, you..." She red at me, clearly irritated.


    I pulled Lauren and tumed to leave. But suddenly, I stopped in my tracks. "Oh, by the way. You don''t need to worry about my backup n. I have plenty of ns, and I don''t need to retreat. But you''d better keep an eye on your health since you''ve been having fun with all kinds of people."


    Liora suddenlyughed confidently. "Haha, that depends on your destiny. For instance, I''m pretty satisfied with Ardora. It feels good to own it."


    I smirked. "Is that so? Don''t worry. It might feel good right now, but you''ll have to retum what doesn''t belong to you soon."


    "What, you''re still concerned about your ex-husband?" She immediately retorted.


    I remained calm, deliberately provoking her. "That''s because I can do anything. You''d better watch out and pray that no one catches you in the act, Liora."


    Everyone around me burst intoughter.


    "You little..." She red at us angrily.


    What''s the matter? I''m different from you. I do things with a clear conscience instead of scheming and ending up in betrayal and separation."


    I continued to look down on her. "Don''t forget, all your cousins disappeared without a trace. Maybe you''ll be next."


    Do you think you can really hide that car? It''s just not time to settle the score with you yet." I deliberately mentioned the car as I scrutinized her face.


    Sure enough, I saw her face pale and her eyes narrow.


    I seized the moment and continued, "Have you cleaned up your act? Are you sure no one knows what you did? Can you remember everything you''ve done? After all, you have a lot on your te."


    I bombarded her with a series of questions, staring at her confrontationally. I was sure she wouldn''t sleep well tonight,


    She stepped back, visibly frustrated, and red at me, "How dare you threaten me, Chloe?*