She flashed a mischievous smile, her eyes dancing with amusement. “She won’t be pestering you about the phones anymore.”

“Oh?” I raised an eyebrow, smirking. “And what exactly changed?”

Mrs. Thompson chuckled. “I simply informed her that I, too, happen to possess a rather interesting little video—one featuring her darling children attempting to shove me into the pool. And, of course, I’d be more than willing to share it with the authorities.”

Jessica’s face went pale. Without another word, she spun around, yanked Ava by the hand, and stomped away.

For the first time in history, Jessica was speechless.

Shaking my head, I turned back to Mrs. Thompson, unable to hide my grin. “You might just be my favorite neighbor.”

She winked playfully. “Oh, I already knew that, dear.”