The second the words left my mouth, the press conference exploded into absolute chaos.Watching through the screen, Julian was completely paralyzed, staring blankly at the woman he thought he knew, who was now a total stranger. At the venue, the camera flashes were blinding, practically turning the room to daylight.I sat on the stage, facing the tidal wave of questions, my tone icy and unshaken. "Over the past five years, Obsidian Group's startup capital, R&D funding, and market expansion budget came entirely from my personal investments." A collective gasp echoed through the room. Whispers spread like wildfire. I looked up, my sharp gaze piercing straight through the camera lens, as if I were staring right at Julian on the other side of the screen. "Yet, for the past five years, Mr. Julian exploited my capital while fabricating a 'single' persona to manipulate me. All the while, behind my back, he was bankrolling an outrageously lavish lifestyle for his secret wife." More gasps
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