The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

Chapter 252 The Cost of Heartbreak

"You have wronged Emily deeply and inflicted an irreversible wound on her tender heart. So, Hazel, I believe Emily deserves compensation from you."

Samantha's video had utterly destroyed Emily's reputation, leaving a lasting scar on her heart as well. Yet, Samantha was not offering to compensate Emily for this pain.

Hazel, seething with anger, furrowed her brow and retorted, "Samantha, my heart, too, has been wounded by your actions. By your reasoning, shouldn't you be compensating me as well?" Samantha, unflinching, responded with a question of her own, "Why should I compensate you?"

"You posted that video and tarnished my reputation. Shouldn't you be liable to compensate me?" Hazel demanded.

"Absolutely not!" Samantha's tone was dripping with disdain. "The video I posted was the truth. Everything you said was nothing but deceit. You slandered Emily while my video worked to restore her honor and protect her vulnerable, fragile heart.

So, if my video has caused you distress, it's a consequence you brought upon yourself. I owe you nothing. But Emily, on the other hand, might suffer lasting damage from your false accusations. You should be rushing to make amends to her." Hazel refused to make amends, convinced that her pain far outweighed whatever Emily might have endured. "I won't be compensating her."

Without missing a beat, Samantha reached for her phone. "Then we'll let the courts decide."

The moment Samantha spoke, she dialed Sidney's number. As soon as the call connected, Hazel grabbed the phone from Samantha's hand and threw it down the stairs. Samantha turned to the nearby police officer with a determined gaze. "Officer, you witnessed that, didn't you? Hazel deliberately destroyed my property. I can take legal action against her, correct?

As I understand it, if the damage exceeds two thousand dollars, she could face jail time, can't she?"

The officer nodded solemnly. "Yes, that's correct."

"The phone she just threw was a limited-edition, custom-made model.

I'm unsure of the exact value, but it's over ten thousand

worth

well

ol.ne

dollars So, officer, don't just stand idly by-arrest Hazel. I want her held accountable."

The officer cast a glance at Hazel, who stood there, speechless and overwhelmed by Samantha's

piercing accusations. "Hazel, you et

have just thrown this young lady's phone. She has every right to sue you Do you want to come with us voluntarily, or should we take you into custody?"

Realizing that Samantha would find any excuse to sue her, Hazel's

frustration grew. She longed to

confrent Samantha, but with the

police present, she knew she had no

choice but to comply.

Swallowing her anger, Hazel begrudgingly apologized to Samantha, her voice laden with desperation. "I'm sorry, Samantha. Please forgive me. Don't take this to court, okay?" Samantha, unmoved, responded, "But that phone was a custom-made piece."

Hazel's brow furrowed with concern. "I'll compensate you. Double the price."

Samantha sighed dramatically, her voice tinged with faux distress. "That phone was incredibly important to me."

"I'll pay you triple!" Hazel offered urgently.

"But now I don't even have a phone to use..." Samantha lamented.

Hazel, eager to resolve the issue, quickly added, "I-I'll buy you the latest model right away and compensate you triple the value of the one you lost. How does that sound?" Samantha hesitated, caught between satisfaction and reluctance. "I..."