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    William’s expression remained steady andposed. “Second,” he continued, “after the divorce, Marc repeatedly harassed Ste and worked with outside forces in attempts to steal her research results. Multiple reports were filed withw enforcement, and records exist.”


    He fixed his gaze directly on the camera. “Third, the current crisis faced by Marc’spany stems entirely from his own mismanagement. It has nothing to do with Ste.”


    Jazlyn’s face drained of color. Her lips trembled, but no coherent words formed. She could only sputter, “You’re… you’re making this up!”


    William’s eyes sharpened, his voice turning icy.


    “Jazlyn, Ste has no obligation—legal or personal—to assist Marc. His infidelity and his repeated schemes against her are matters of record. Do you require me to disy the evidence in this livestream?”


    Jazlyn’s fingers inched toward the disconnect button. Her expression betrayed panic. William’s voice cut through the tension.


    “Are you trying to end the call because you’re feeling guilty?”


    Cornered, Jazlyn clenched her teeth. “Why would I feel guilty? William Briggs, you’re the one who cheated with Ste while she was still married!”


    The live-stream chat exploded again.


    “William Briggs?! The William Briggs? The head of the Briggs family is involving himself in this?!”


    “William was with Ste while she was still married to Marc. This is insane!”


    William barely blinked at the chaos. He instructed Luca to upload everything. Within seconds, files appeared in the gift bag of the live stream—evidence of Marc’s affair with Haley and the scheme to frame Ste.


    William lifted his phone and spoke directly to the viewers, not even sparing Jazlyn a look. “Talk is cheap. The proof’s in the gift bag. Download it and see for yourselves. And Jazlyn—keep streaming if you want. Just don’t regret it.” With that, he logged out.


    Jazlyn blinked in confusion. She hadn’t added anything to the gift bag. When she clicked it open and saw what was inside, all the color drained from her face. It was everything. Every dirty secret.


    “Don’t click it!” she shrieked into the camera. “It’s fake! William made these up to frame my son. Don’t fall for it!”


    But it was toote. The chat had already turned.


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    “Oh my god. Her son was the cheat?? And she’s been attacking Ste this whole time?”


    “Team William. He is ruthless and I love it.”


    “So that kneeling act earlier was FAKE? This woman’s an actress!”


    “He said verify it? Say no more, I’m downloading.”


    “This is better than a drama series. Someone confirm if it’s real!”


    Jazlyn scrambled to end the live stream—but Luca had already locked her out.


    Her fingers jabbed uselessly at the screen as viewers gleefully downloaded the files one by one. Helpless, she could only watch the numbers climb. Her breathing grew ragged. Feeling frustrated, she mmed her phone shut and let out a shriek.


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