I was quickly hoisted up by the bodyguards.
The phone ended up in Egbert’s hands.
Every word Avery asked me to cover for her flashed before his eyes.
His face turned pale, and his hand holding my phone trembled slightly.
After flipping through it several times, he clicked on Avery’s profile picture.
“This isn’t Avery’s Facebook account.”
It seemed like he had grasped at a lifeline.
What followed was an even greater fury.
“You actually went to the trouble of creating these fake chat logs to deceive me, Lucia. You’re quite scheming.”
“Do you think too highly of yourself? How does it benefit me to go to such lengths to deceive you?”
I was left speechless with anger.
“Of course, it’s to sow discord among us. Have you no shame, Lucia? Only someone as underhanded and foolish as you could stoop to this,” Egbert said, his eyes bloodshot, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
I smirked derisively, seeing through his bravado. He was actually afraid that the chat logs were real and that they were indeed from Avery’s alternate Facebook account.
More and more onlookers gathered outside the door, including a popular streamer who was drawn over and began livestreaming the altercation.
With him here, things got much easier.
My tablet stayed on his livestream, and as soon as he started livestreaming, over a thousand people flooded in.
I was eager for the drama to unfold.
I deliberately raised my voice, “Is the CEO of Alcott Group spouting nonsense to escape the reality of his wife Avery cheating on him?”
The netizens exploded in excitement, leaving a stream of comments.
“Big scandal!”
“What? Alcott Group? The one in our city?”
“The CEO wears the horns of a cuckold?”
The comments filled the screen instantly.
I wanted Egbert to know that money didn’t mean everything.
I wanted to expose their rotten life to the whole world.
They deserved a lot worse.
Egbert was still unaware of what was happening.
I handed Wilcox my spare phone. “Don’t throw mud at me. If you don’t believe it, go ahead and investigate whether this Facebook account is really used by Avery herself. And check the IP address where these messages were sent from.”
“Lucia, I’m going to the hotel tonight. I’ve told my husband I’d be with you.”
“Lucia, he seems a bit suspicious lately, and won’t let me go out. I’ve already made plans with my darling male model. So annoying.”
“He loves me, after all. I advise you to also find a CEO husband. They are rich and easy to fool.”
Just then, Egbert’s assistant called again. “Mr. Alcott, Madam Alcott… The resuscitation was unsuccessful… She’s gone.”
After hanging up, Egbert stood frozen for a long while.
Just then, Avery’s call came through, and there was no light left in Egbert’s eyes as he answered mechanically.
“Honey, I just lost my phone while shopping. Can you buy me a new one?”
Her coquettish voice came through the phone.
Egbert parted his lips, his voice hoarse as he asked, “Avery, where are you now?”
Avery, sensing something off in Egbert’s tone, stuttered, “I… I’m having late-night snacks with my best friend Lucia.”
“With Lucia?” Egbert pressed.
“Hehe, of course, she’s my only best friend,” Avery replied dryly.
The bystanders whispered among themselves, while the number of viewers in the livestream got past ten thousand views, comments flooding the screen.