The True Heiress Strikes Back: You Chose My Stepsister—I Chose Your Rival to Father Your Heir - Chapter 18: Chapter 18
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Vanessa turned around and froze completely, her carefully applied makeup unable to hide her face turning deathly pale.
The diamond necklace in her hand clattered to the floor with a sharp sound.
"This... this isn't real..." she whispered through trembling lips.
On the screen, she was intimately snuggled in a man's arms. "Caleb, thank God you helped me plan that kidnapping. Now that idiot Dominic must hate his wife's guts."
"That woman is already dead at the bottom of the ocean. From now on, I'll be the rightful Mrs. Harlow."
The air in the banquet hall seemed to freeze.
Everyone held their breath, staring wide-eyed at the screen showing the intimate scene between the couple in a private club room.
"Once our son gets established in the Harlow family..." Caleb's drunken voice echoed clearly throughout the banquet hall as his hands roamed freely around Vanessa's waist.
"You little slut, you still look fucking amazing even after popping out a kid..."
"No! That's not me!" Vanessa suddenly screamed hysterically. "It's deepfaked! Someone's trying to frame me! Turn it off! Turn it off now!"
She frantically rushed toward the control booth, losing one of her heels in the process, only to see Dominic's assistant standing there coldly, remote control in hand.
When Dominic's mother saw this scene, her eyes rolled back and she fainted dead away.
The venue immediately erupted into chaos. Reporters frantically clicked their cameras, flashbulbs going off everywhere.
The livestream viewership instantly broke ten million, with comments flooding the screen:
"Scandal of the year!"
"Millions of Followers Deceived: Influencer's Fake Image Revealed!"
Over the next few days, hashtags like "Harlow Corporation Shocking Fraud" and "Fake Kidnapping Scheme for Social Climbing" dominated trending topics. Vanessa's carefully cultivated reputation completely collapsed.
Outside the Harlow family mansion, Vanessa knelt on the cold tiles, wailing, "Dominic! Please forgive me for the sake of the child!"
But the tightly shut gates remained unmoved.
When that familiar Maybach slowly approached, Vanessa lunged at it like a drowning person grabbing a lifeline.
Before Dominic could even get out of the car, she clung desperately to his leg. "Mr. Harlow! Please give me a way out! Everyone's avoiding me now..."
Dominic grabbed her chin roughly, his eyes cold as ice. "Letting you keep your life is mercy enough."
He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I heard... you have a little brother in elementary school?"
Vanessa's whole body trembled as she let go in terror.
She knew this man's methods. She quickly backed away. "I'll leave! I'll leave right now! Please show mercy..."
Watching the Maybach drive away, Vanessa collapsed to the ground.
The diamond necklace in her hand clattered to the floor with a sharp sound.
"This... this isn't real..." she whispered through trembling lips.
On the screen, she was intimately snuggled in a man's arms. "Caleb, thank God you helped me plan that kidnapping. Now that idiot Dominic must hate his wife's guts."
"That woman is already dead at the bottom of the ocean. From now on, I'll be the rightful Mrs. Harlow."
The air in the banquet hall seemed to freeze.
Everyone held their breath, staring wide-eyed at the screen showing the intimate scene between the couple in a private club room.
"Once our son gets established in the Harlow family..." Caleb's drunken voice echoed clearly throughout the banquet hall as his hands roamed freely around Vanessa's waist.
"You little slut, you still look fucking amazing even after popping out a kid..."
"No! That's not me!" Vanessa suddenly screamed hysterically. "It's deepfaked! Someone's trying to frame me! Turn it off! Turn it off now!"
She frantically rushed toward the control booth, losing one of her heels in the process, only to see Dominic's assistant standing there coldly, remote control in hand.
When Dominic's mother saw this scene, her eyes rolled back and she fainted dead away.
The venue immediately erupted into chaos. Reporters frantically clicked their cameras, flashbulbs going off everywhere.
The livestream viewership instantly broke ten million, with comments flooding the screen:
"Scandal of the year!"
"Millions of Followers Deceived: Influencer's Fake Image Revealed!"
Over the next few days, hashtags like "Harlow Corporation Shocking Fraud" and "Fake Kidnapping Scheme for Social Climbing" dominated trending topics. Vanessa's carefully cultivated reputation completely collapsed.
Outside the Harlow family mansion, Vanessa knelt on the cold tiles, wailing, "Dominic! Please forgive me for the sake of the child!"
But the tightly shut gates remained unmoved.
When that familiar Maybach slowly approached, Vanessa lunged at it like a drowning person grabbing a lifeline.
Before Dominic could even get out of the car, she clung desperately to his leg. "Mr. Harlow! Please give me a way out! Everyone's avoiding me now..."
Dominic grabbed her chin roughly, his eyes cold as ice. "Letting you keep your life is mercy enough."
He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I heard... you have a little brother in elementary school?"
Vanessa's whole body trembled as she let go in terror.
She knew this man's methods. She quickly backed away. "I'll leave! I'll leave right now! Please show mercy..."
Watching the Maybach drive away, Vanessa collapsed to the ground.
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