Chapter 300
Chapter 300:
His words struck Delilah like a bolt of lightning, each one a scathing blow to her carefully crafted facade.
“No, this can’t be! It’s all fabricated; you’re lying!” Delilah stood rooted to the spot, her carefully constructed world collapsing as the evidence piled up like an unstoppable tide. Her composed facade shattered like fine crystal, leaving her raw and exposed beneath the crushing weight of truth.
In that pivotal moment, the last threads of her carefully woven deception unraveled, revealing the unsavory reality she had fought so desperately to hide.
But how could this be?
The other party had signed an agreement, and breaking it would incur a massive penalty. They couldn’t possibly afford such a sum.
And how had Kenneth uncovered the buried secrets of her time abroad?
Janice’s lips curved into a knowing smile, so subtle it was almost a whisper.
“You know something?” Aiden caught the ghost of her smile, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
Janice met his gaze with a measured nod. “Unless I’m mistaken, the Edwards family is starting to fight amongst themselves.”
She recalled Lowell’s earlier outburst and the friendship between him and Kenneth. Lowell must be the one who revealed Delilah’s secrets to Kenneth.
A wave of satisfaction washed over Janice as she watched Delilah’s carefully crafted mask crumble. Sometimes, she mused, simply watching karma unfold was far more delicious than orchestrating it herself.
“Whoa!”
“Tsk!”
Leah’s and Sierra’s voices rang out in perfect harmony, like a well-rehearsed duet.
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Their eyes met in shared understanding. “So you’re not just a copycat but a liar too!”
Leah’s face twisted with contempt as she shook her head.
“The audacity of some people! Fabricating her entire education!”
“Precisely!” Sierra seized the moment with barely contained glee. “I’m starting to wonder if anything about her is genuine.”
“Now that you mention it, that nose looks suspiciously perfect, and those breasts… Tsk, Silicon Valley if you ask me…”
“Ah!” The mocking laughter became unbearable, tearing a raw cry from Delilah’s throat.
“Delilah, are you pretending to faint now?”
Leah’s words cut through Delilah’s thoughts like a knife, freezing her mid-sway as she considered exactly that escape.
“By all means, go ahead and swoon. The floor is yours. We’re dying to see your theatrical talents. Perhaps you’ll give us an Oscar-worthy performance?”
“Leah Sugden!” Delilah’s composure finally cracked, her teeth clenched so hard her jaw ached.
“No need to shout, darling. My hearing is perfectly intact.”
Leah’s casual indifference only fueled Delilah’s fury further, but the growing crowd of spectators, all eagerly drinking in her humiliation, made every second feel like an eternity under hot stage lights.
In desperation, she turned to Kenneth, her eyes silently begging for mercy. She hoped he would consider his connection to Lowell and throw her a lifeline.
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