Chapter 781: Chapter 781

Chapter 781:

Etta replied respectfully, “Yes. Lindsay has been confined to an isolated cell. Our team will be ready to move in the next few days.”

At this, a rare smile broke across Hale’s face.

Etta added, “As for the other matter, you will have results by tomorrow.”

“You have done exceptionally well. Once it’s accomplished, you will have everything you desire—money, wealth, status, whatever your heart craves.”

Etta’s eyes glinted with barely contained excitement. Was her grand plan finally beginning to unfold? Careful to mask her greed, she lowered her gaze slightly and replied softly, “Thank you, Mr. Norris, for making this possible.”

Hale waved her off, resuming his path behind Lucretia.

Etta lingered momentarily, bowing as she watched them disappear into the villa. She then turned on her heel and returned to the Sanderson family estate, resuming her role as the quiet, unnoticed presence in the household.

Her grand scheme’s first move was already in motion.

Harlee, the thorn in her side, would soon be eliminated.

The next morning, a storm of headlines dominated major news outlets, mainstream media, and online platforms, all reporting a shocking incident.

Lindsay had been brutally assaulted in prison by a notorious inmate, leaving her clinging to life with no hope of recovery. Trending lists were flooded with updates, and the online uproar rivaled the previous day’s excitement over the engagement of the Sanderson and Green families.

By eight or nine o’clock, the internet was ablaze with outrage and venom.

“Honestly, Lindsay got what she deserved. If she was executed, I would say she got off easy!”

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“I couldn’t agree more.

Hearing she was nearly beaten to death this morning made my day.”

“Though I get why people say Lindsay deserved it, we can’t just sit back and watch someone get beaten, can we? Doesn’t that disregard human life?”

“Exactly. I heard the person who did it was a life-sentenced inmate from that infamous domestic violence case. I used to feel bad for her, but it turns out she’s just as rotten as the rest.”

Media outlets scrambled to cover every angle, dredging up sordid details from the old domestic violence case in a bid to grab clicks and attention.

Before long, the conversation shifted like a whirlwind. Public attention veered sharply away from Lindsay, zeroing in on her attacker instead.

Heated debates erupted, and online polls popped up, asking if people like that should face the death penalty.

At Remson Manor, Hamilton scrolled through the trending topics on Twitter. Tags like “Lindsay Should Die,”

“Death Penalty Standards,” and “Does Someone Like Lindsay Deserve to Die?” remained in the top ten.

Hamilton blinked, his eye twitching slightly. The way public opinion twisted overnight was dizzying. Just yesterday, people were celebrating Harlee’s impending engagement with Rhys. Today, they were calling for harsh punishment. The shift was so rapid that Hamilton barely had time to keep up.

Patrick leaned in, his eyes narrowing as he read the words on the iPad.

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