Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Wait a minute-I didn't call today just to shoot the breeze." The voice on the other end turned serious. "The situation in the Maldives, it's all been sorted out." Roseanne instinctively sat up straight: "Talk to me."

"Got time? Let's grab a bite, I've got something for you."

Roseanne frowned slightly, glanced at her watch, and agreed to meet the next day at three in the afternoon.

...

The next day, at the diner.

"This document, my legal team got ahold of it, take a look."

No sooner had they sat down,

Corley got straight to the point, sliding a manila envelope across the table to her.

"Since last year, this international lawsuit has been pushing forward, during which the hotel was forced to hand over all surveillance footage."

"Plus, with a fortunate tip-off about an eyewitness, following the trail, we finally cleared up the truth."

Corley was the first to know, and he had absolute trust in his team.

And when he learned the outcome, he wasn't the least bit surprised.

Because it was almost exactly as he had guessed...

His fingers rhythmically tapped on the table, his deep gaze landing on Roseanne, a hint of amusement in his voice: "You're the victim here, how you want to deal with this is up to you." Roseanne's fingers slightly curled at the sight of the envelope being pushed towards her. She picked it up, opened it...

The document detailed how Millie had bribed the diving instructor to swap out the oxygen tanks and how the gift box had been rigged with a venomous snake.

Besides, there were photos and videos, the evidence was comprehensive, leaving no room for denial.

Having been harmed time and again, even nearly losing her life, she should have felt outrage at seeing the mastermind, yet for some

reason, Roseanne felt only a sere

calmness, as if she had anticipated this outcome all along. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

After a moment, she looked up, asking, "You're saying this document is for me to handle?" "Yes."

"Alright, then let's go to the police."

A spark of interest flashed in Corley's eyes as he smirked: "Not planning to tell Murray?"

"Why should I tell him? I've had nothing to do with him for a long time. Going to the police is because what Millie did to me has crossed the legal line."

"I'm not doing this to win anyone back or to get anyone's attention, but to protect my own right to life."

Were her parents' efforts in raising her, teaching her, and caring for her just so she could be taken advantage of and harmed by others?

Whether for herself or others, Roseanne couldn't possibly play the martyr.

As for Murray, he's neither a cop nor a judge, what does it matter whether he knows or not?

Corley said, "Then you should brace yourself, the outcome might not be as optimistic as you think."

...

Leaving the diner, Roseanne headed to the police station with Corley by her side, carrying the evidence to file a report.

The police quickly started an investigation.

However, some of the more

experienced officers could tell at a glance that à case that took place abroad, with hard-to-verify evidence and somewhat blurry photos and videos, would likely end up being a formality.

He offered a word of caution, but Roseanne persisted, and they proceeded to locate Millie as per protocol.

At that moment, Millie was hosting a

large school event, basking in the admiration and envy from all around as she stepped up to the microphone, ready to begin her speech.

That's when the police arrived.