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    Heads swiveled toward the stage, the tension in the air nearly crackling as the next revtion began to y.


    The screen exploded with private chat logs—raw exchanges between Haley and Ste now zing for everyone to see.


    There was no ambiguity. Haley made the first move: a flood of intimate photos with Marc, some so explicit they would have triggered censors anywhere else.


    Below the photos were rows of vicious, taunting messages.


    “Look, Ste. I’ve already won. Marc is mine now—he loves me, he wants me. If you know what’s best for you, file for divorce while you still can. Drag it out and you’ll only make things uglier. It’s pathetic—you’ve been married for years and still can’t get pregnant. Worse, you’ve slept with another man. Isn’t that shameful?”


    The pattern was relentless. Haley continued to bombard Ste with message after message—each one unting new photos of herself and Marc tangled together, each one more sickening than thest. Voices in the crowd erupted with outrage.


    “Unbelievable—how can anyone be this shameless?”


    “Wasn’t she just acting like she and Marc were soulmates? Now everyone can see she’s the real homewrecker.”


    “And Marc? He’s no better. Just another sleazy yboy. No wonder the Walsh Group is in trouble—leadership like that and thepany’s bound to crash and burn.”


    Murmurs of disgust rippled through the crowd, a low, relentless buzz beneath the glittering lights. Hundreds of guests stood frozen, their attention glued to the giant LED screen, where every damning message appeared in stark detail for all to see.


    Haley’s face went pale as the incriminating chat logs scrolled on. She clung desperately to Marc’s arm, voice trembling. “Marc, don’t listen to any of this! It’s all fake—anyone can fake chat logs. You know that! You know me. You trust me, right?”


    Marc didn’t answer. Fury burned behind his eyes as he stared at the evidence shing above them.


    He had told Haley that they could have a casual fling, but she absolutely could not drag Ste into their mess—she’d sworn she wouldn’t expose their affair, wouldn’t push him to leave Ste.


    But obviously, he shouldn’t have trusted Haley.


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    Marc’s stony silence only heightened Haley’s panic. Her gaze darted frantically around the room, voice cracking as she pleaded with the crowd, “It’s all lies! None of this is real! Someone’s trying to ruin me—these are all fake!”


    Her bloodshot eyes shed with desperation and rage. “Whoever did this, show yourself! Don’t just hide in the shadows—have the guts to face me!”


    From the edge of the gathering, William let out a quiet, mockingugh. He stepped forward, voice calm and clear. “That would be me. Every message, every recording—you can thank me for bringing them to light. They’re all genuine. And before you try to destroy the evidence, I’ve already forwarded everything tow enforcement. Attempted harm, conspiracy, threats—those aren’t just petty games. Not here.”


    Haley stared at William in utter disbelief, her world tilting as the truth settled in.


    Out of everyone, it was William who’d exposed everything she tried to keep hidden?


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