Chapter 2 - The Secret Video
The cinematic tension inside the silent chapel spiked to an apocalyptic, suffocating level.
"Vanessa, what is this?" Ethan choked out, his deep voice trembling as he stared at the deflated, wrinkled fabric pooling around her waist.
Vanessa physically staggered backward, her face turning the color of wet ash. "Ethan, wait! I can explain! It’s a misunderstanding!"
Nora didn't hesitate. The brave eight-year-old reached deep into the pocket of her ivory dress and pulled out a smartphone. She tapped the screen once, turned the volume all the way up, and held it out for her father to see.
It was a secretly recorded video from the mansion's kitchen, dated just two days ago.
On the screen, Vanessa was standing by the marble island, no longer wearing her sweet, loving mask. She was speaking in low, aggressive tones to an unfamiliar, rugged man with a thick dark beard.
"The kid is getting suspicious," the bearded man warned on the video.
"It doesn't matter," Vanessa’s recorded voice replied coldly, completely devoid of human warmth. "Once the rings are on, we figure out the rest. The pre-nup is bypassed if I'm pregnant. After we're legally married, I’ll just fake a tragic miscarriage. He’ll be too depressed to question the finances."
Ethan’s expression violently changed from profound heartbreak to absolute, paralyzing horror.
He had rushed this wedding because he thought he was protecting his unborn child. He had changed his entire estate plan to ensure Vanessa would be taken care of.
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Vanessa let out a high-pitched, hysterical sob, desperately reaching out to snatch the phone from the little girl's hands.
👉 Ethan blocked her, but Nora was about to deliver a whisper that would freeze the blood in his veins.
