Tyler laughed bitterly, his eyes blazing. It was very obvious to him that Olga was trying to shake the whole situation and pull everything to her own favor but that's exactly what he would never ever try to allow become a reality. With his eyes still blazing with anger, he walked towards Olga and pointed angrily at her. “You’re the real manipulator here, Olga,” he snapped. “Do you honestly think you can twist the entire story?” His voice rose sharply. “You’re faking your own molestation because you’re afraid I’ll expose you!”Gasps echoed around the room.Tyler reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and lifted it toward Aria, his hand trembling with restrained fury.“Your aunt is a liar,” he said firmly. “I caught her red-handed talking to a man on the phone. His name is Brantley.”He swallowed hard before continuing.“And according to their conversation, he paid your so-called aunt the sum of one point one billion dollars to convince you to marry him.” Tyler’s eyes locked o

As Olga’s voice echoed through the room, tears streamed down her face. She clutched her heaving chest, her face flushed a deep red as she staggered closer to Aria. Her grief was raw, unrestrained.“That’s enough already, Aria,” Olga cried, her voice breaking. “Enough of you trying to defend him. Enough of you exhausting yourself to protect Tyler when every single piece of evidence points straight at him!”Aria opened her mouth, panic flickering across her face. She didn’t want to be misunderstood—she needed to explain herself—but her aunt didn’t give her the chance.“It’s been how many years now?” Olga continued, tears spilling faster as she shook her head. “Over twenty years since you could rightfully call me the one who took care of you.” She pressed a trembling hand to her chest. “Tell me, Aria—have I ever lied to you? Even once?”Aria swallowed hard and shook her head. “No.”Olga’s sob deepened. “Have I ever tried to make you a fool?”“No,” Aria answered again, her voice barely ab

Seeing what had just happened, Olga’s face lit up with a triumphant smile. She had just used one Stone to kill two birds. She had eliminated Tyler from Aria’s life and, at the same time, managed to turn Aria’s mindset against him. That meant divorce would come easier, and once it did, she would be the one to nudge Aria toward Brantley. And Aria, ever eager not to hurt her feelings, would likely say yes without hesitation.As these thoughts raced through her mind, Chloe approached her mother and wrapped her in a tight hug.“Are you sure you’re okay, Mother? Don’t worry—he’s about to get arrested!” Chloe asked, her voice filled with concern.Olga dabbed at her eyes, faking more tears, and smiled through them. “Yes, my dear. He will get arrested. I just pray he doesn’t get out and do this again. What’s the probability that he won’t repeat such a crime once he’s free?”Aria turned to her aunt, determination flashing in her eyes. “You don’t have to worry about that, Auntie. I personally as

Chloe pinched herself. Does her mother really think she’s a fool? Asking how she had found out about the lies?But Chloe was smart—smart enough to know when someone was lying and when they were telling the truth.Earlier, after hearing her mother scream for help, Chloe had dashed from her room straight to her mother’s room. Heart hammering, she burst through the door.Her mother looked terrified. “Chloe… Tyler… he tried to… to—” Her voice cracked as she struggled to form the words.Chloe froze. Tried to what? Rape her?Her mind raced. The story didn’t make sense. First, she had been shocked, then instinctively, her gaze flicked toward Tyler. What could he possibly want with her mother? Was it because she was young?Chloe’s hatred for Tyler surged, hot and unrelenting. Without thinking, she forced herself to believe it. Maybe he had tried. Maybe… maybe it was true.Her mother’s trembling hand reached out. “Chloe… you have to believe me…”Chloe swallowed hard, fighting the doubt clawing

Reasoning through what Brantley had typed to her, Olga shook her head slowly. She didn’t completely agree with his message—no, she outright disliked it. According to her belief, why would Brantley even come up with such an idea at this stage? If he could think this way now, then there was every possibility that he already had his own dangerous mindset brewing beneath the surface.And that worried her.She had to change whatever notion he had planted in his head—before he went ahead and did something far worse than she could imagine.Without wasting any more time, Olga picked up her phone and dialed Brantley’s number.The call didn’t ring for long before it connected.“Hello,” Brantley said.Olga didn’t bother easing into the conversation. Her grip on the phone tightened as she spoke.“Brantley, I just read your text message. What is wrong with you? Do you want to ruin our plan even before it’s executed?”There was a brief pause on the other end of the line. Brantley sounded genuinely