Chapter 579 - She Actually Made A Voice Recording
William can actually move his fingers. He's probably not far from regaining consciousness…
No way!
I have to think of a way to get him killed sooner!
But over the next two days, Karen hadn't been able to find any opportunity to make a move.
During these two days, not only Lucas had been staying in the ward, but even Cheyenne had taken her annual leave to stay here and wait for William to regain consciousness.
During this period of time, Maddy had been coming to the ward twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, to perform an acupuncture treatment on William. She was indeed quite competent. After her treatment, William's condition had been improving significantly, and the doctors gathered around Maddy to learn were all singing praises about her.
Seeing this, Karen felt extremely anxious.
Knowing that William might open his eyes and regain consciousness at any time, Karen panicked. But she couldn't find any opportunity to do anything and could only watch fearfully with anxiety.
Finally, she found an opportunity to run to a hidden corridor of the hospital and call someone.
"Nikki, you have to help me!" Karen yelled anxiously.
Nikki frowned, but she nevertheless asked, "Aunt Karen, what's wrong? What happened again?"
Karen quickly told Nikki what had happened in the past few days, saying that Maddy, the female doctor Lucas had found, was very competent and that William's condition was getting better and better. Thus, he might regain consciousness very soon.
"Nikki, what do you think I should do now? If he wakes up, we'll both be done for!"
Karen called Nikki for help only because she couldn't find a solution herself.
"Done for? Aunt Karen, what do you mean by that? I don't seem to understand! What do Uncle William's affairs have to do with me?" Nikki said gloatingly.
Karen immediately panicked, and her voice got louder. "Nikki, are you trying to shirk responsibility? Don't forget. It was you who came to me at first. That's why we decided to take action together. Besides, even the money… used to hire a killer came from you. Are you trying to say it has nothing to do with you?"
When saying the latter sentences, Karen couldn't help looking around guiltily like a thief as she lowered her volume.
Nikki sneered. "Aunt Karen, I don't understand what you're saying. All I did was lend you some money. I don't know anything else! But don't blame me for this. If you continue coming to me, I'll have to expose all your misdeeds personally!"
She was in complete denial now.
If William had died, Karen would have been able to carry out the second step of their plan smoothly. But it turned out that the person Karen found didn't work efficiently and had merely turned William into a vegetable who was now about to wake up any time soon. So why should she continue working with a fool like Karen?
Nikki clearly didn't want to continue being embroiled in this, so Karen immediately panicked.
"Nikki, how can you be like this? If it wasn't urgent, I wouldn't have called you for help! Hurry up and help me come up with a solution!
"Over the past two days, William has been surrounded by many people, so I couldn't even find a chance to do anything. I'm begging you!
"If we wait until William wakes up, then everything will be over! Nikki, as long as you help me once more and get William killed, I will surely think of a way to help you deal with Lucas immediately!"
She spoke urgently.
But Nikki harrumphed coldly in disdain ."Aunt Karen, you can't even deal with an unconscious, vegetative person who's hospitalized. How can I still expect you to help me deal with Lucas Gray now?
"I'm staying out of this forever. Don't contact me again in the future!"
With that, she immediately hung up.
"Nikki! Nik…!" Karen yelled twice anxiously, only to discover that the call had already ended. She gnashed her teeth furiously.
She called Nikki twice more. But without exception, they were all declined by Nikki.
Nikki, you bitch! We were in this together in the first place. Do you think you can get away with it and shirk responsibility? Don't you dare think so! I won't let you get what you want!
Even if it's hell, I'll drag you down with me!
Karen browsed through her phone, found a short recording, and sent it to Nikki.
"Nikki, this is the voice recording of our discussion at the time. If you're smart enough, you should know what to do!"
Far away in the Herons' home in LA…
Since she received Karen's phone call, Nikki was in an extremely foul mood because the incompetent Karen had caused her more than 100 grand to go to waste. She couldn't even get William killed and had repeatedly called for help. How could she expect Karen to help her get Lucas killed?
The thought of it made her exasperated!
Thus, she declined all of Karen's calls, not wanting to speak to her at all.
If William really came to and exposed Karen, she wouldn't let herself be implicated in any way!
At this moment, her phone suddenly rang with a new text.
When she saw the message from Karen, she almost flew into a rage after hearing the content of the audio recording.
"Karen Turner, you bitch! How dare you make a voice recording?!"
She suddenly raised her hand and directly smashed a vase in front of her onto the floor.
Bang!
The beautiful vase instantly shattered, and the bright red roses scattered all over the floor.
Nikki never thought that a stupid woman like Karen would be so scheming as to record their discussion about hiring someone to murder William.
Although Karen had sent her only a short audio clip, she had every reason to believe that Karen must have the complete recording.
She had actually been schemed against by such a foolish woman, who now had evidence against her. There was no way Nikki could shirk responsibility now!
If Karen was really exposed, she would definitely expose Nikki too!
"Ahhhhh! This is infuriating!"
"Damn it, Karen Turner! Damn Lucas Gray!"
Nikki grabbed her hair frantically and hollered.
"Nikki, what's the matter with you? Did something happen?"
All of a sudden, a deep voice came from behind, and a middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old walked in and asked with a look of concern.
The middle-aged man was none other than Nikki's father, Justin.
"I heard something breaking in your room just now. I knocked on your door a few times, but I didn't hear you say anything. Are you okay? You look awful.. What exactly happened?" Justin asked with a frown.