Chapter 75 However, Melody shot up and spoke on Leoâs behalf.
âThis call record states that someone from Leoâs mansion has called that girl.
Not Leo! This record means nothing.
It can be anyone, a guard, a staff member etc..
Her logical reasoning was like the last straw to my patience, I had anticipated this outcome while planning. Leo was worshiped blindly, so his fans wouldnât believe me easily.
So, when a cheater like Melody pointed out her finger at me, I lost it.
âYou are wrongly accusing Leo to hide your sin, Laura. You were found in a hotel suite with Henry Green, a person who helped you to establish this thriving business in this city.ââ
Her statement broke all the bounds of media personsâ queries, they were cruel with their wordsâ choices.
âAre you still sleeping with Henry Green?
Is he Janeâs father?
So, was that blog true?
Are you dating three men?â
The intensity of ablaze emotional rage shook my body, burning my insides. I held my head. high and introduced my trump card in the game.
âAs I promised that I will answer all your queries, please welcome Henry Green. He has joined us today.â
All heads turned towards the double doors of the hall as my brother walked inside, his regal figure overpowered that lousy crowd.
Taking long strides, he moved elegantly and climbed the stairs of the stage. He came to the mic, racing my heart. I was extremely nervous as he said, âI am Henry Green from Green Cooperation. And for the sake of the freedom of press, I will reveal my family secret here.â
Wrapping his arm around my shoulders, Henry smiled and announced proudly.
âMeet Faye Green, the youngest daughter of the Green family, and my little sister. I am the uncle of her little girl.â
âWhat?â
A chorus of startled gasps reverberated in the hall, followed by the flashes of camera. The entire audience was dumbstruck by this uncanny revelation. Henryâs simple yet detailed statement cleared my name in a split second, restoring my honor.
I loved the victorious smile disappearing from Leoâs face!
After tearing off that smile from his face, it was my turn to confront his past misconduct. After all, Faye Green was back from the dead!
Clearing my throat, I raised my hand to garner everyoneâs attention, glancing at Lauraâs blanched face was such a refreshing sight that I paused dramatically to enjoy her aghast expressions. She appeared horrified, as if she had seen a ghost, her agape mouth made her look like a clown.
I smirked at her condition and dropped another bomb, suppressing my heartache..
âYou all must have heard that Mr. Leo was married to a girl before getting fame, but her identity was never mentioned anywhere.
Actually, thereâs a reason behind it!â
My burning glare fell on Leo, trying to burn him through the fire of revenge in my chest. Leoâs expressions were deceptively composed, but his shock was given away by a brief gasp when he took my hint, His brows jumped up in a high arc as I said icily âMr. Leoâs wife is a ghost because that girl died from brutal torture of ignorance and heartlessness. He preferred to have an affair with a side chick than fathering his child.
Mr. Leo, and his lover, Ms.Melody, are both murderers! They once killed Lauraâs baby!â
Leoâs mask of composure shattered completely, and the room descended into chaos. Gasps, whispers, and the relentless clicking of cameras filled the air, but I didnât let the uproar distract me. This was my moment, and I was going to make sure no one walked away doubting the truth.
Melody, pale as a sheet, clung to Leoâs arm, her carefully crafted smugness replaced with terror.
âThatâs a lie!â she shrieked, her voice trembling. Sheâs lying to destroy Leo! Donât believe her!â
I took a step closer to the mic, my voice unwavering, slicing through the noise. âA lie? Then why donât we ask the hospital where the child was delivered? Or perhaps Leoâs old. neighbors, who witnessed his behavior firsthand? Everything Iâve just said is backed by evidence.â
âLeo Martin,â I said, my voice steady but charged with emotion, âyou are a fraud, a liar, and a coward. You canât bury the truth any longer.â
Henry, standing beside me, gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze. His steady presence strengthened me as I continued.
âAnd as for Melody,â I added, my glare fixed on her trembling figure, âyouâve spent years covering for him, enabling his atrocities.
Youâre no better.â
Henryâstepped forward, his calm voice cutting through the chaos. âMy sisterâs story is one of resilience and justice. She has nothing to hide, unlike those who thought they could bury their sins.â
Tears welled in my eyes as I turned to him, and in that moment. He smiled down at me, and I knew he had my backânot just as a brother, but as someone who believed in me when no one else did.
âNo! You donât have any evidence!â Melody shrieked, her voice tinged with desperation. âItâs impossible for you to find anythingâI handled everything...â
Chintu 75 Her crazed laughter echoed through the hall, but then, as if a switch had flipped, it abruptly ceased. The realization of her slipâup dawned of her, and her face drained of color.
I met her wide, panicked eyes with a cold, calculated smile.
âOh, really?â I said, my voice dripping with icy confidence. âThen, by all means, letâs take a look at the screen, shall we?â