He Chose Her, The Desert Chose Me - Chapter 13: Chapter 13
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The internet went nuclear overnight. Bella had flooded social media with bombshell claims - pregnant with Arthur's child, complete with compromising bedroom photos. Her demand? A lavish wedding to make things right.
But her Hail Mary play backfired spectacularly. Instead of securing her spot as Arthur's bride, she became the laughingstock of high society. The court of public opinion rendered its verdict: desperate gold-digger.
The truth came out faster than a trending hashtag. Their "engagement"? Pure fantasy. Arthur had never claimed her as his fiancée. Those intimate photos? Staged after she roofied him. The pregnancy? A complete fabrication.
The scandal resurrected all the dirty laundry between Bella, Arthur, and me. Arthur's carefully crafted "white knight" persona shattered overnight. Now the tabloids painted him as a two-timing scumbag torn between women.
I scrolled through the headlines with a smirk, fingers drumming my desk. "Showtime," I murmured. With one command, I unleashed hell.
First salvo: the exoneration video from my darkest days - when Bella framed me. Daniel's detective work had uncovered it, and we'd been saving it for this exact moment.
The damning evidence dropped like dominoes: Bella hacking my accounts, bribing the Lawson family driver to arrange Michael and Yenny's fatal accident, her taunting messages. Screenshots, audio recordings, bank statements - all released under my real name, Lilly.
Birmingham's elite went into meltdown. Twitter exploded. News alerts blared. Private group chats blew up. The mighty facades of both families crumbled in real-time.
They wouldn't sleep tonight.
At the Findley estate, the reckoning was immediate. Arthur's palm connected with Bella's face with a crack that echoed through the room.
"Bella!" he roared, veins bulging. "You did all this? What the hell did Lilly ever do to you? Start talking or I'll beat you into next week!"
Bella collapsed, clutching her flaming cheek. "Arthur, please!" she blubbered. "I went too far - but only because I love you!"
Her chest heaved dramatically. "When you came back from abroad, you only had eyes for Lilly. The way you looked at her... I couldn't stand it! She treated you like dirt and you ate it up!"
"Love?" Arthur's voice could've frozen hell. His kick sent her skidding across the floor. "You call framing her for assault, leaving her to die in the desert, spreading vicious rumors - love? You murdered my parents and pinned it on her! You're a monster!"
He loomed over her, death in his eyes. "Lilly's blood is on your hands. If she's dead, you're going with her."
As he raised his foot again, Bella scrambled up, clinging to his leg. "Wait! Those messages came from Lilly's account! She might be alive! We need to find her first!"
Arthur froze. The realization hit him like a thunderbolt. Grabbing her arm, he dragged her to his car.
Forty minutes later, tires screeched outside a hillside villa.
The hunt for the truth was on.
But her Hail Mary play backfired spectacularly. Instead of securing her spot as Arthur's bride, she became the laughingstock of high society. The court of public opinion rendered its verdict: desperate gold-digger.
The truth came out faster than a trending hashtag. Their "engagement"? Pure fantasy. Arthur had never claimed her as his fiancée. Those intimate photos? Staged after she roofied him. The pregnancy? A complete fabrication.
The scandal resurrected all the dirty laundry between Bella, Arthur, and me. Arthur's carefully crafted "white knight" persona shattered overnight. Now the tabloids painted him as a two-timing scumbag torn between women.
I scrolled through the headlines with a smirk, fingers drumming my desk. "Showtime," I murmured. With one command, I unleashed hell.
First salvo: the exoneration video from my darkest days - when Bella framed me. Daniel's detective work had uncovered it, and we'd been saving it for this exact moment.
The damning evidence dropped like dominoes: Bella hacking my accounts, bribing the Lawson family driver to arrange Michael and Yenny's fatal accident, her taunting messages. Screenshots, audio recordings, bank statements - all released under my real name, Lilly.
Birmingham's elite went into meltdown. Twitter exploded. News alerts blared. Private group chats blew up. The mighty facades of both families crumbled in real-time.
They wouldn't sleep tonight.
At the Findley estate, the reckoning was immediate. Arthur's palm connected with Bella's face with a crack that echoed through the room.
"Bella!" he roared, veins bulging. "You did all this? What the hell did Lilly ever do to you? Start talking or I'll beat you into next week!"
Bella collapsed, clutching her flaming cheek. "Arthur, please!" she blubbered. "I went too far - but only because I love you!"
Her chest heaved dramatically. "When you came back from abroad, you only had eyes for Lilly. The way you looked at her... I couldn't stand it! She treated you like dirt and you ate it up!"
"Love?" Arthur's voice could've frozen hell. His kick sent her skidding across the floor. "You call framing her for assault, leaving her to die in the desert, spreading vicious rumors - love? You murdered my parents and pinned it on her! You're a monster!"
He loomed over her, death in his eyes. "Lilly's blood is on your hands. If she's dead, you're going with her."
As he raised his foot again, Bella scrambled up, clinging to his leg. "Wait! Those messages came from Lilly's account! She might be alive! We need to find her first!"
Arthur froze. The realization hit him like a thunderbolt. Grabbing her arm, he dragged her to his car.
Forty minutes later, tires screeched outside a hillside villa.
The hunt for the truth was on.
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