The boardroom was packed, the air thick with tension. Investors, executives, and journalists filled the space, their voices buzzing with scandal. Clara sat near the front, her smile sharp, her eyes gleaming with victory.
Alexander entered last, tall and commanding, Amelia at his side. He didn’t sit. He didn’t waver.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, his voice carrying across the room, “you’ve been fed lies. Clever lies, designed to break this company and my family. But today, the truth will speak louder.”
He nodded once. Screens lit up around the room.
Every photo Clara had leaked—Alexander and Victoria at the hotel—appeared on the screens. But then, with one keystroke, the images shifted.
A second set appeared—the originals. Amelia gasped as the truth unfolded before everyone’s eyes.
