Chapter 28
“You evil bitch! You’re no princess of philanthropy, more like a black widow if you ask me! Everything on the internet is true, don’t be fooled by her!” Asher Walter pointed at Angie and shouted profanities at her from below the stage.
“What nonsense! Security, take him away!” Angie screamed out loud as she saw Asher. She could not be bothered with appearances right now. How dare this fat old man turn up here?!
“Angie Grant is a black hearted woman! Her charity work is just a coverup to fool the public. You and me, we’ve all been fooled! She chopped off my hand just because I was brave enough to speak the truth. We don’t need someone like her representing Imperia, and she most certainly doesn’t deserve this award!” Asher bellowed excruciatingly as he cradled his injured hand.
Murmurs and whispers began as the crowd took in this new information. Is it true? Has their princess of philanthropy been a fake all this time? Was everything said on Facebook true
The charity dinner was a prestigious event attended by Imperia’s wealthiest and most influential who would not stand to be fooled. Many of them left the dinner, but not before demanding for Angie Grant to provide a proper explanation.
The media was naturally in a frenzy trying to get more information, with the paparazzi trying to push past the barricaded entrance. The security staff made a show of fending off the media, but they had received orders not to come to Angie’s protection if the situation escalated.
Noah Quincy was initially furious when the incident broke out and Angie was covered in red paint. He was ready to teach Asher a lesson himself. However, he halted his actions after listening to Asher’s speech and seeing his decapitated hand. He wanted to hear the truth for himself too.
He strode purposefully toward the VIP table looking for one woman in particular. As expected, Madeline was watching the horror show unfolding in front of her with a hint of glee in her eyes. It was almost as if she had expected this to happen tonight.
“Ms. Grant, is there any truth to what the man said? Did you really hire someone to chop his hand off?”
“Ms. Grant, what do you have to say about doing charity as a coverup? Have you fooled the people of Imperia?”
“Ms. Grant, can you give a statement on the Facebook accusations?”
“It’s not true, it’s all lies!” Angie defended herself. She was already feeling suffocated as the red paint on her skin began to harden. The questions from the media only made her feel like she was drowning further.
Her clothes were soiled. The trophy and her face were smeared in red paint. However, none of that mattered any longer.
She was well and truly finished. All those years she spent building up her reputation as the charitable saint of Imperia were for nothing.
“I have all the evidence in my phone. These are audio and video recordings of her paying people off to block the internet searches and blackmailing the committee into giving her the award!” Asher Walter announced to the crowd as he connected his phone to the big screen.
A cleverly edited video displayed the transcripts and footage of Angie demanding the award from the committee. Angie’s unscrupulous behavior was clear for everyone to see. Angie could see her reputation in shambles right in front of her.
The security staff only appeared after Asher Walter’s video footage ended. He did not put up a fight as they lazily cuffed and escorted him out of the ballroom.
Angie knew she had no way of defending herself after watching the footage. She sat barefoot on stage, her face white as a sheet. She felt her entire world crumbling.
She suddenly recalled Noah was still around. Mustering all her willpower, she crawled toward him and extended her hand to tug at the bottom of his slacks.
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