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The Hidden Camera Captured Everything

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 920    |    Released on: Today at 10:22

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t if I even hinted at leaving, he'd turn on the charm, the sweet words, the promises of a better future. He'd scoop m

still on the floor, watched with a triumphant smirk. As Chandler scooped her up, cradling her dramatically i

aving the faint scent of her cheap perfume lingering in the air

clutched tight in my hand. The ink of his signature, da

plication to the international desk in Geneva had been approved

, a new battl

ist days, expecting to see discussions about policy or recent oper

CHEATING? SHOCKING PHOTO

to my stomach.

plied I was sneaking in, looking guilty. Then, another photo. Chandler, holding Britni, moments after he' d signed the papers. The

section was

to be true. Always so prim and prope

he' s sacrificed for his country

her own house like a thief.

e familia

Reese married to Chandl

ried for seven year

new, insidious wave. A "hot comment" had rise

s been secretly in love with him for years, clinging to his coattails. The push? A jealous rage, pure and simple.

chievements, praising him, defending him. Photos of us together, from years ago, before everything t

wouldn' t have. He had to know how this

g. And rang. The fourth time it went to voicemail.

want, Aurel

whisper, raw with a new kind of pain. "

urself, Aurelia." His voice was devoid of remorse. "You

ing? You're ruining my reput

Britni was being slandered, called a homewrecker. I had to prot

r! And you slapped me!" The memory of the s

tor! And now you're trying to twist the story

ded by that simpering snake." My voice rose, cutting through my own pain. "You are

apologize to Britni! You get down on your knees and beg

ough the mud, the woman whose career you just destroyed? The woman you publicly humiliated? No." My voice was firm.

background, Britni's. "Chandler, honey

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