Every moment at Vinterra Estate was streaming live. And by now, the internet had completely lost its mind.
From Chuck and Lylith's out-of-nowhere wedding announcement to his public rejection and the exposure of her lies, the whole world was watching, and they were in an uproar.
"The Fowlers are vile. Gold-digging is bad enough, but pretending to be Chuck's savior? That's next-level disgusting!"
"Don't act like Chuck's some poor victim! He was stringing Lorrie along as a placeholder. Even after announcing their engagement, he kept sneaking around with Lylith. No wonder his fiancee dumped him."
"Trash belongs with trash. They're a match made in hell."
Meanwhile, the wedding venue was in total disarray. But Chuck wasn't done with Lylith. He dragged the Fowlers back to his place and grilled them.
Chuck got the full story from Wayne. Lylith had opened the kennel gate on purpose. And the scalding soup? She'd poured it on herself.
When Chuck pulled up the police station's surveillance
