And she had spent the entire morning begging him to attend; knowing he could arrive at any second, setting up a sex party was practically suicidal.
"You're actually claiming Madeline orchestrated this?"
He stared at her in utter disbelief. "That's impossible! She doesn't have a vicious bone in her body!"
Tears poured down her face as she scoffed. "Kind? You've been totally brainwashed for years, Lucius! She has always been a ruthless predator!
Her ability to manipulate men is terrifyingly flawless.
Back in college, the entire campus knew she was sleeping with Silas to secure her study abroad scholarship.
She was a highly calculating sociopath even back then.
And she never actually cut ties with him; why else do you think Silas instantly handed her endless resources the second she quit your firm?
She openly flaunted herself as his mistress at Sterling Sinclair's gala.
The minute she secured the divorce, she hopped straight into another billionaire's bed.
She actively conspired with Silas to steal your most lucrative flagship project, and even conned you into dumping massive capital into her IPO.
You're blinded by some absurd obsession, Lucius. You completely refuse to see the venom running through her veins."
Every venomous word chipped away at his defenses, sending a sharp, agonizing twist through his chest.
But his critical thinking hadn't entirely short-circuited.
"But she was the original architect of the software. And I was the one who actively hunted her down for that investment to salvage my own stock plummet. How does that make her manipulative?"
She offered a cold, derisive sneer. "She just plays the victim to perfection. Tech firms were offering millions for her startup back in college.
Any normal, broke student would have gladly cashed out and retired.
She didn't have a dime to her name, yet she deliberately leveraged that code to trap you into marriage.
Doesn't that strike you as the ultimate, calculated gold-digging maneuver?
She never felt an ounce of love for you. The second she realized Arthur Whitman had cut off the cash flow and she couldn't bleed the family dry.
She masterminded this entire exit strategy, essentially hijacking all your corporate infrastructure.
"If that's the absolute truth, none of the logistics line up.
You personally booked the venue, and you single-handedly managed the VIP guest list.
Are you seriously suggesting one woman managed to bypass all your security, drug an entire room, and vanish without leaving a single fingerprint? Is she a ghost?
Or are you just incredibly incompetent?
Furthermore, Sheri Yates was dragged out in handcuffs. You're not going to try and convince me your most loyal lapdog was actually a double agent working for Madeline?
She was your willing accomplice in everything."
Her eyes darted nervously; she knew her narrative was riddled with glaring plot holes.
But her strategy remained simple: shovel every single piece of blame onto Madeline's shoulders.
She doubled down with absolute, psychotic conviction:
"If you are going to blindly trust a traitor over the mother of your children, I swear on my life, Madeline tied me to that bed."

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