Chapter 1720
"Ms. Reyes, you..." Amanda''s eyes widened, and her mind was inplete disarray.
In theory, her n shouldn''t have gone awry. Lily was Daniel''s former wife, and she had feelings for
Daniel, so she
should despise Maisie. Besides, Amanda could have used her as a pawn to eliminate the thorn in her
side without
anyone suspecting her.
How had everything changed?
"Amanda." Lily smirked. "Stop thinking that everyone else is as naive as you are. Or should I say, as
morally
bankrupt as you are?"
"Ms. Reyes..."
"From the very beginning, you wanted to use me to get closer to Daniel! And while I was in the midst of
a fierce
battle with Maisie, you''d sit back and reap the benefits. Isn''t that right?"
"No!" Amanda protested. "Ms. Reyes, please listen to my exnation. I genuinely had your best
interests at heart."
"I could hear you scheming all the way from abroad! You dare say you were never jealous of Maisie?
You dare say
you didn''t want to destroy her?"
Amanda was left dumbfounded, unable to utter a word.
As Lily picked up her bag to leave, she said onest thing to hurt her. "I''m not here to rescue you. I''m
here to tell
you that there''s a prison cell with your name on it. Also, there are no feelings between me and Daniel.
I''m not the
kind of woman you think either.
"Amanda, I disagree with your way of doing things. Learn how to be open and just while you''re in jail!
"Right, onest thing." Lily turned back to smile at her. "I must inform you that I was the one who
exposed you for
impersonating Leroy!"
Amanda slumped into her chair, her whole being feeling drained.
Lily left the police station and took a deep breath. Her phone rang, and Rachael spoke from the other
end of the
line. "Boss, where are you?"
"Where else?" Lily replied as she stepped aside. "I came to see Amanda. This will bring me bad luck!"
"Well, I have some good news for you."
Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.
"Oh? What''s that?"
"I received a submission today."
Lily chuckled. "Isn''t that something that happens every day? When''s thest time your inbox was
empty? We
receive hundreds, even thousands of submissions every day, and you''re constantlyining about
not being
able to keep up."
"This one is different!" Rachael''s tone was enthusiastic and slightly mysterious. "This article is
refreshing, and its
concept is excellent. It''s distinct from the style of well-known authors. Although it''s not very long, it''s
filled with
genuine emotions. I believe that, with a few minor revisions, it has a good chance of getting published."
"Oh?" Lily knew Rachael had a discerning eye, and any praise from her had to mean that the writing
was
extraordinary. "What''s the content? Are you sure it has market value?"
"You''ll see for yourself when you read it!"
"Why was the submission sent to your email and not mine?"
"Boss!" Rachael replied, a mix ofughter and exasperation in her voice. "When you handed out your
business card
Realization struck Lily. "Could it be..."
"I can''t say for sure," Rachael said. "But when I read the words, I couldn''t help but think of that gentle
voice and
those rosy cheeks. The writing is just like the author, I believe this much.
"By the way," Rachael continued. "The author used a pen name. I''ve forwarded the email to you. If you
have time,
take a look. I''m sure you''ll like it."
After sharing the information, Rachael hung up. Thepany was still rtively small, and she needed
to oversee
many matters personally.
Lily quickly opened her phone and took a cursory nce at the document. The writing was delicate, but
some of
the word choices and phrasing needed further consideration.
However, one detail stood out and piqued her interest.
"Dansie...?" Lily paused for a moment, then chuckled. "I''d really like to see Daniel''s reaction when he
finds out
about this!"