Chapter 3

"Wait." I stood up gracefully.

All eyes turned to me, and the side hallway fell into immediate silence.

"What do you mean, Honey?" Galvan frowned.

I took out my phone and tapped the screen a few times with my slender fingers. "Why don't we look at the truth before concluding?"

"The truth?" Tracy asked uneasily.

'Damn it! Marisa didn't find anything, did she?' Tracy wondered.

I smiled faintly. "Hidden cameras have been installed in the cigar room for security purposes."

The huge TV in the living room lit up instantly, and the screen played everything that had happened earlier. The scene of the bald man drawing his sword to threaten, the scene of three men besieging one person, and the entire process of Reuben being forced to defend himself. Every detail was crystal clear, and even every word they said could be heard clearly.

"Break up with Tracy immediately, or you'll be fed to the fish at the bottom of the Hudson River."

"Trash like you doesn't deserve Ms. Tracy."

The place fell deathly silent.

The three subordinates turned deathly pale instantly, and beads of sweat began to roll down their foreheads.

Tracy opened her mouth wide, and her beautiful face became distorted as she thought, 'Oh no, it's all over. Marisa is such a terrifying woman. When did she install the camera? Damn it! Reuben isn't punished.'

Reuben approached me. "I'm very sorry, Ms. Marisa. I accidentally broke your antique sculpture during the fight. I will take full responsibility for the damage."

'I'll pay her once I no longer need to hide my identity. This woman is intelligent and worth befriending. She might be the most interesting woman I've ever met.'

"Don't worry about it. It was just an accident. A sculpture is not as important as one's safety," I replied calmly.

Galvan's face turned livid as he thought angrily. 'Damn Marisa, she's embarrassing me!'

However, he dared not lose his temper; the evidence was undeniable after all.

The snow outside was falling more heavily. Goose-feather-like snowflakes danced in the night sky. The city was entirely snowbound, and the roads were almost impassable.

"It seems everyone is stuck here tonight." I surveyed the room, elegantly raising my champagne glass. "The snowstorm outside is too serious; it's dangerous to travel. There are many rooms in the apartment. Stay here for the night."

"Wouldn't that... be too much trouble for you?" one of the guests asked politely.

"No, it's a pleasure to help my friends. The butler will arrange rooms for everyone," I answered with a smile.

Most of the guests, including Reuben, stayed. Only a few guests who lived nearby left, braving the snowstorm.

I had set the perfect stage for Galvan and Tracy's affair to be exposed.

"Mr. Reuben, please stay as well. The weather outside is terrible," I said to him deliberately.

'This woman... is quite interesting. She seems to know something,' Reuben pondered.

"Thank you for your kindness," Reuben nodded.

Late at night, I pretended to be drunk and staggered back to my bedroom.

The butler thoughtfully prepared a hangover soup for me, but I was only pretending.

Through the hidden surveillance systems in each room, I saw Tracy sneaking out of the guest room. She changed out of her red dress and put on the most expensive silk robe in my wardrobe.

'This robe is exquisite, more lavish than anything I own. Once I'm with Galvan, all this luxury will be mine,' she thought as she quietly made her way to the master bedroom, pushed open the door, and disappeared inside.

I sneered and activated the high-definition surveillance system in the room, wirelessly connecting it to the home theater system in the living room. I spent a fortune installing this system; the picture quality was so clear you could see every pore. I set the playback time for the next morning and went to sleep peacefully.

At 8 AM, I opened my eyes to a cacophony of gasps and screams.