The next morning, Lisa made her way to Metacortex, her heart pounding with each step. She kept her head down, hoping to avoid drawing any attention. Thest thing she needed was for someone to notice her and be suspicious. She scanned the area, ensuring it


    was clear before slipping into the building through the emergency exit.


    Lisa was hurt by what Alex said to herst night. It didn''t crossed her mind that Alex really hated her so much. To make the situation worse, she got a document that was sent by ire''swyer. Lisa just hated ire so much because of her Alex hate her and he doesn''t even want to talk to her again. Back then it wasn''t like this. Everything was fine and peaceful.


    Each stair she climbed became heavy. She doesn''t even know what she is doing in Metacortex.


    One thing Lisa set her aim on is to ruin ire with every chance she can get.


    Inside, ire was in a meeting with her team, discussing thetest updates on Cortex 2.0. The atmosphere was tense and focused, everyone engrossed in their tasks.


    One of the employees, Mr. Brown, was standing at the front after giving his presentation. As he nced outside, his expression changed. He frowned, noticing a gathering of people below.


    "Mr. Brown," ire called, but he remained fixated on the scene outside. Irritated, ire called again, more firmly this time. "Mr. Brown!"


    He snapped his attention back to her, blushing slightly. "Sorry, Ms. Peterson. I just... saw something outside."


    ire''s irritation was evident. "Are you paying attention to this meeting, Mr. Brown?"


    He stammered at an apology. "Yes, I am. But there''s something happening outside. A lot of people are staring at our building."


    ire''s curiosity was piqued. "What do you mean? What are they staring at?"


    Mr. Brown pointed towards the window. "I''m not sure, but there''s a crowd gathering."


    ire stood up and walked to the window. Sure enough, there was a group of people staring up at the building. She frowned, trying to understand what was happening.


    "What are they doing?" ire wondering curiously. Each one of the employees stood up to see the crowd gathering, then the meeting room burst open. Their attention turned towards the door. ire''s secretary, Sandra, burst into the office with a look of panic on her face. "Ms. Peterson!" she called out urgently.


    ire looked up, frowning. "What is it, Sandra?"


    Sandra took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "We have a problem. There''s ady standing on top of the Metacortex building."


    ire''s eyes widened in shock. "What?" she eximed a little too loudly. She quickly gathered herself and turned to the team assembled for the meeting. "This meeting is dismissed. We''ll continueter." Without another word, ire walked out of the meeting room, with Sandra following closely behind. As they headed to the lift, ire demanded more information. "Sandra, who is thisdy? Do we know her?" Sandra shook her head. "I don''t know. Security said people outside saw her, but they couldn''t identify her."


    ire thought for a moment, then said gravely, "This is serious. Sandra, call the police and the fire department immediately. It could be a suicide attempt."


    Sandra nodded, her face still pale. "Understood. I''ll get right on it." She quickly pulled out her phone and started dialing.


    As they reached the lift, Sandra turned to ire. "What are you going to do?"


    "I''m going to see thedy," ire replied, her voice firm.


    Sandra looked worried but didn''t argue. She knew ire well enough to understand that she wouldn''t be swayed once she made up her mind.


    The lift doors opened, and they stepped inside. ire pressed the button for the top floor, her mind racing with thoughts of how to handle the situation. The lift ascended swiftly, and ire could feel the tension mounting with each passing floor. When the doors finally opened, ire stepped out and made her way to the roof ess door. She nced back at Sandra.


    "Be careful Ms. Peterson."


    "I will. Make sure the authorities are on their way."


    Sandra nodded, her phone still pressed to her ear. "They''re on their way, Ms. Peterson."


    ire gave a brief nod and pushed open the door to the roof. The wind hit her immediately, cold and biting. She saw thedy standing near the edge, her back turned to ire.


    As she stepped out into the open air,


    she spotted a woman standing precariously on the edge. "Hello?" ire called out gently, trying not to


    startle her. "My name is ire


    Peterson. I''m here to help.


    The woman turned around, and to ire''s shock, it was none other than Lisa Thompson. ire''s eyes widened in disbelief. "Lisa? What the heck are you doing on the Metacortex rooftop?"


    Lisa, standing on the edge with a dangerous smile, looked back at ire. "Well, well, if it isn''t ire Peterson," she said with a hint of mockery.


    ire took a cautious step closer. "Lisa, don''t do anything stupid."


    Lisa''s face twisted with anger. "Stupid? You think I''d do something stupid like this if it weren''t for you?" she yelled.


    ire frowned, trying to keep her voice calm. "Lisa, you''re out of your mind. I''m only doing what is right."


    Lisa let out a disturbingugh that sent chills down ire''s spine. "Right? If it weren''t for you interrupting my wedding with Alex, I''d be Mrs. Harris by now!"


    ire stared at her in disbelief. "You''re mad because of a wedding? That was your fault, Lisa. You were lying to him!"Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    Lisa''s eyes zed with fury. "You think you know everything, don''t you, ire? You ruined my life!"


    ire shook her head. "No, Lisa. You ruined your own life with your lies and maniption. Alex deserved to know the truth."


    Lisa''s smile faltered, reced by a look of deep hurt. "You took everything from me," she whispered.


    "Lisa, step back from the edge. We can talk about this. There''s still a chance to make things right."


    Lisaughed bitterly. "Make things right? There''s nothing left to make right. My life is over!" ""Your life isn''t over, Lisa. You-"


    Lisa scoffed. "You''re one to talk,


    ire. You are going to put me in jail! And if I go to jail, my life is over. Don''t you understand? I should have kill you when I had the chance."


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    From behind ire, a voice cut through the tension. "Kill who?"


    ire turned to see Matthew making his way toward where she stood. His expression was a mix of concern and confusion.


    Lisa mockingly drawled, "Aw, look who''s here. Your partner in crime." She then turned to Matthew, a smirk appearing on her lips. "Didn''t your boss here tell you?" Matthew''s confusion deepened, and he asked, with an annoyed look, "What does that mean?"


    Lisaughed, a harsh sound that echoed in the room. "Ask your boss."


    Matthew turned to ire, seeking answers, but ire averted her eyes, refusing to meet his gaze. She kept her focus on Lisa, her jaw set in determination.


    Before any of them could speak


    further, the sound of a police siren and the wail of a fire truck filled the air. The noise grew louder, signaling their imminent arrival. Lisa''s face twisted in rage.


    "You called the police?" Lisa spat at ire, her voice dripping with venom.