I hastily clicked on the video. The screen was crystal clear, showing a skeletal woman sprawled on a king-sized bed. Her tangled, unkempt hair sprawled over a pillow. The camera moved closer, focusing in on the woman's face, but it was pixelated to obscure any recognizable features. The figure on the bed was motionless, looking like a lifeless corpse.
A sudden chill ran through me, and I was hardly out of breath. The woman in the video was me.
As the camera zoomed in close to my pixelated face, a soft laugh could be heard from behind the lens. Several sentences popped up on the screen."Here you lay without a word, stripped of your former grace, unwilling to even share a word with me! Oh, how I've waited for this day!"
Seeing these words, I was filled with such a rage that I started to tremble. My desire to tear everything apart resurfaced.
This footage had stunned me! She went to great lengths to make this video, adding subtitles instead of daring to voice her cruel intentions.
This video was from a while back when I was like a dead body, barely hanging on.
It turned out this home-wrecker had audaciously trespassed into my home and filmed me. Her words were clearly wishing for my death so she could marry into the family and take my place. How wicked must she be to have done such a vile thing? I held no grudge against her. In fact, I treated her like a younger sister. I mentored her, groomed her into a key role in my business. Yet she repaid my kindness with treachery. What a twisted soul.
I watched the video several times, ignoring the numerous messages from Catherine. The burning rage within me threatened to consume me, transforming into a roar of fury. “Marissa, you will pay for this.”
Catherine, having received no response, videocalled me. I pulled myself together, cleaned my tears, then answered, speaking quietly to Catherine on the screen, "I'm okay! Can you find a way to introduce Marissa to a wealthier man the soonest?"
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