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The scandal exploded far beyond anything Mia had imagined. What had begun as a shocking incident inside a hotel suite quickly transformed into a national spectacle. By the following morning, every major news outlet, business website, and entertainment platform was carrying some version of the same story. Photographs of Mia standing inside the hotel suite with an unfamiliar man flooded social media feeds, while television commentators discussed the incident as though they had personally witnessed every detail. The public had already reached its verdict. And according to that verdict, Mia Laurent Lu was guilty. People who had never met her suddenly became experts on her character. Strangers analyzed her facial expressions in photographs. Influencers created videos discussing her supposed motives. Anonymous users filled comment sections with accusations, insults, and cruel jokes. Some claimed she had married Jason for money. Others insisted she had been having affairs for months.

The argument lasted nearly an hour, and with every passing minute, the distance between Jason and Mia seemed to grow wider. What had started as a confrontation about Jamiah quickly became something much deeper, as months of pain, disappointment, suspicion, and betrayal finally exploded into the open. Jason stood near the center of the study with his jaw clenched, while Mia remained by the doorway. Neither seemed willing to back down. "I saw you slap her," Jason said, his voice sharp with frustration. "How was I supposed to react?" Mia stared at him before letting out a bitter laugh. "React?" she repeated. "You mean judge me?" Jason's eyes narrowed. "That isn't fair." "No?" Mia challenged. "Then tell me exactly when you stopped assuming the worst about me." The question hung heavily between them. For a moment, Jason said nothing. The silence was answer enough. Mia shook her head slowly. "Every single time something happened, you doubted me. When the company documents disapp

Three weeks had passed since the hotel scandal, yet the storm surrounding Mia refused to fade. Every morning brought another cruel headline. Another article questioned her character. Another online commentator claimed to know the truth behind the photographs. Television hosts debated her marriage as though it were public entertainment, while social media users dissected every picture of her they could find. People who had never spoken to Mia suddenly acted as though they understood every decision she had ever made. The rumors grew larger with each passing day, burying the truth beneath carefully manufactured lies. Eventually, Mia stopped reading the news altogether. She checked her phone only to answer calls from Mrs. Lin or Uncle Ria. Everything else was ignored because every headline seemed determined to remind her that she had become the nation's favorite target. Inside Lu Mansion, the atmosphere had changed as well. The servants lowered their voices whenever she walked p

Lu Mansion had always been a quiet place. Its spacious hallways, elegant rooms, and carefully tended gardens usually carried a comforting sense of peace. Lately, however, that silence had changed. It no longer felt peaceful. It felt lonely. The servants noticed it. Mrs. Lin noticed it. Even the security guards sensed the growing distance between the young couple. Nothing about the mansion had changed. Only the people living inside it. Every morning, Jason left for Lu Group before Mia came downstairs for breakfast. Every evening, he returned long after she had finished dinner. Whenever they crossed paths, they exchanged polite greetings before continuing on their separate ways. There were no arguments. No accusations. Only a silence that somehow hurt more than shouting ever could. Jason immersed himself in work. Board meetings, negotiations, and endless reports became convenient excuses to remain at the office for as long as possible. Even after returning home, he often

The pressure surrounding Lu Group continued to intensify with each passing day. Although weeks had passed since the hotel scandal, the controversy refused to disappear. Reporters chased every rumor, online commentators invented fresh accusations almost daily, and investors grew uneasy whenever the company's name appeared in the headlines. Instead of focusing on expansion and profitability, Lu Group found itself constantly managing public relations crises. Second Uncle Lu understood that rumors alone could never destroy Mia permanently. Gossip faded. Evidence endured. If he wanted Mia removed from the Lu family forever, he needed something more convincing than speculation. He needed proof—or at least something that looked like proof. Without Jason's knowledge, he hired one of the country's most respected private investigation firms. Officially, the assignment was simple: determine whether Mrs. Lu's background posed any risk to Lu Group. Unofficially, the objective was very diff