When everyone saw what was on the screen, every face in the room changed.Margaret took in their expressions with satisfaction, then turned to Celeste with a cold sneer."The baby isn't Alexander's! She doesn't even know who the father is!"At those words, Alexander and I both stiffened.Celeste shrieked and lunged for the phone, but Margaret shoved her backward. She crashed into the corner of a table, and blood began trickling down her forehead.But Celeste didn't even care about her injury. She threw herself at Alexander, desperately trying to explain."Alexander, listen to me... it's not what it looks like."Alexander flicked his hand, and Celeste went flying."Your mother just put up photos of you in bed with other men, along with your messages. What could you possibly have left to say?!"Celeste whipped around to face me, her eyes wild with desperation."Victoria, it's not true — it's all fake! The baby really is Alexander's!"When Margaret saw Celeste still denying everything, sh
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