He Said He Could Afford Two Wives, I Showed Him He Could Afford Zero Chapter 11

He Said He Could Afford Two Wives, I Showed Him He Could Afford Zero Chapter 11

At the peak of the online firestorm, I went live. The viewer count spiked at a terrifying speed. 

“Hi, everyone. I’m Aria Carrington.” 

“Today I’m going to address every accusation that’s been 

thrown at me.” 

I laid out the first piece of evidence. 

A detailed record of cash flow and wire transfers, from the very first dollar I invested in Landon’s startup ten years ago, all the way through the founding of Cross Enterprises. 

Every capital injection. Every technical support. 

The documentation was ironclad. 

Cross Enterprises, from day one, was built entirely by me. 

His so–called self–made story was a joke. 

Landon Cross was the ungrateful snake I’d fed for ten years, only to get bitten. 

[Modern–day betrayal of the century!] 

[A whole decade. Her youth. Her fortune. Fed to a dog.] 

[Landon Cross, come apologize! Pay her back!] 

Then came the certified forensic analysis of Skylar’s photos. 

Conclusion: No digital manipulation detected. 

And finally, the kill shot. Everything my legal team had assembled on Skylar, her bullying records from school, 

before–and–after plastic surgery photos, and, as a bonus for 

everyone watching, a paternity test report. 

“This report was obtained from the hospital where Skylar had her prenatal checkup.” 

“It confirms that the baby she’s carrying has zero biological 

connection to Landon Cross.” 

Every truth, laid bare in that moment. 

The livestream combusted. 

Less than an hour after the stream ended, Cross Enterprises‘ 

official website posted a bankruptcy liquidation notice. 

At the same time, my phone rang. 

It was Landon.