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Chapter one-hundred & forty-five

作者: Joy Uwaka
last update publish date: 2026-07-23 22:56:38

Elena’s screaming confession hung in the air like a unexploded bomb, broadcast live to millions of viewers across the globe.

"It was them! Lydia and Charlie paid me to lie! They told me to call her a husband snatcher!"

The Grand Ballroom went utterly silent for one harrowing heartbeat before unleashing a wave of pure, chaotic outrage. Flashing cameras swarmed the stage, capturing every micro expression of terror on Lydia's face and every vein bulging in Charlie’s neck.

"That is a lie!" Lydia sh
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