Chapter 220
Chapter 220:
“He loves me!” Victoria’s voice rose, attracting attention. “Alistair loves me! He saved me p>
Suddenly, Victoria dropped her glass. It shattered on the floor. She fell to her knees, right there in the middle of the ballroom. She grabbed the hem of Skye’s gold dress.
“Please!” Victoria wailed, loud enough for the whole room to hear. “Please don’t take him! I’ll die without him! Please, Skye, you have everything! Leave me, Alistair p>
The room went silent. Everyone stared. It was the perfect performance of the victim.
Liam rushed over from the VIP box, flanked by his legal team.
“Skye! What are you doing to her p>
He helped Victoria up, glaring at Skye. “Can’t you see she’s fragile? Do you have to bully everyone p>
Skye looked at them. The abuser and the manipulator. A match made in hell. But Skye knew the script now.
Alistair pushed through the crowd. “Victoria, get up p>
“She hates me!” Victoria sobbed into Liam’s chest. “She told me I should just die p>
“I said nothing of the sort,” Skye said calmly. She looked at the crowd. “But since we have an audience p>
She pulled out her phone and tapped the screen. The large projector behind the stage—meant for the film trailer—flickered.
“What are you doing?” Liam demanded.
“Showing the trailer,” Skye said.
The screen lit up. It wasn’t a movie.
It was security footage—not from a phone, but from the high-definition camera inside Victoria’s hotel suite, hacked by Harper directly from the hotel’s cloud server. It showed Victoria Hayes pacing the room, phone to her ear, looking anything but fragile.
“I don’t care about the treatment!” Victoria’s voice rang out, sharp and commanding. “I need to be out by Friday! Alistair is slipping away! If I have to fake another attempt, I will! Get the pills ready p>
Jo𝗶ո 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴a𝗇𝘥s of 𝘳𝖾аd𝘦𝗿𝗌 о𝘯 b𝘦𝗹n𝗈𝘷e𝘭ѕ.c𝘰m
The crowd gasped.
Victoria stopped crying instantly. She stared at the screen, her face going pale. Skye watched her closely. Was this part of the cover? Or was Skye blowing it up?
The video cut to another clip: Victoria talking to Liam earlier that day.
“We destroy her reputation at the gala. I play the victim, you play the hero. Then Alistair will have to choose me out of pity. And you get the Hayes money p>
Liam looked at the screen, then at Skye. “Where did you get that p>
“I own the security company you hired for this event,” Skye said, sipping her champagne. “You really should check the vendor list, Liam. Sterling Security. It’s a subsidiary p>
She turned to Victoria. “Get off the floor. You’re ruining the dress p>
Victoria stood up, her mask shattered. She looked at Alistair. Her eyes weren’t crazy anymore; they were calculating. She had been exposed, and in doing so, Skye had severed Liam’s trust in her.