A ploy to lure her out

The middle-aged woman, who appeared to be in her early sixties, emerged on the screen, dressed in an elegant fluffy, white coat that perfectly accentuated her stylish hat as Liz enthusiastically introduced her.

A hint of smile etched on her slightly wrinkled face as she waved to the camera cheerfully, before turning towards Liz, expressing her heart-felt gratitude.

"Thank you, Miss. May, It's a pleasure to be here." Wendy smiled as she took a seat on the plush chair across from Liz's, ready for the upcoming interview section.

With the kind of warm smile currently plastered on Wendy's face, one would find it pretty hard to discern her true nature. But not Hayley. She could see past the facade.

Liz May, a young brunette, and the host of the show playfully waved her hand off Wendy's formal address as she chuckled. "Oh please, Mrs. Forbes, just call me Liz."

Wendy chuckled in response, nodding her head in affirmation before she added. "Oh, my mistake. Thank you, Liz. Is that better?"

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