No one watching could truly imagine what Jenny had endured in that room.
Some of the younger women in the audience burst into tears, shaken by the violence even through the blur.
Maeve had pulled the footage using her own methods—ripping it straight from the hospital's internal network.
After Jenny was attacked, someone had called the police. When officers went to collect evidence, the hospital claimed the security footage "malfunctioned" that day.
A lie so obvious it barely deserved a response.
But without hard proof, the police couldn't make arrests.
So the whole thing got smoothed over, buried under paperwork and influence, and quietly vanished.
Maeve held the camera's gaze, steady and unflinching.
"Tell me, does the Ansel you've been calling a ‘sweet, fragile boy' deserve anyone's sympathy?"
The livestream fell into a stunned hush.
Someone who could do that didn't just deserve hell.
He deserved the deepest level of it.
The Morales family was rotten to the core.
Luka cheated and abandoned his wife and daughter.
Isla knowingly became the other woman and wrecked a home.
Ansel was a spoiled predator who treated human lives like dirt—and had the nerve to call working people "cheap nobodies."
Even the trolls lurking in the chat—people who made a hobby out of tearing strangers apart—wanted to grab their keyboards and destroy Ansel.
Because they were the "cheap nobodies" he'd been talking about.
As reality snapped into place, comments started flooding in:
"Jenny, we owe you an apology."
No one knew that in a hospital room somewhere, Jenny was watching the livestream too—crying so hard she could barely breathe.
This turn of events blindsided the Morales family completely.
When Isla saw the footage of her son using illegal drugs in his hospital room, her mind went blank.
Her name Isla sat there with a bright, unmistakable Verified badge.
A blatant threat, in public, under her real identity.
The chat turned on her instantly.
Princess Margaret: Look at Isla trying to "control the narrative." You raised a demon and you're still playing the victim. You're the most dramatic woman alive.
Ms. Fashion: If I were Maeve, I wouldn't donate a kidney to that trash—I'd buy fireworks when he dies.
Honey Number One: The Morales family is beyond disgusting. Absolutely vile.
Maeve looked into the camera like she was staring right through the screen at Isla herself.
A taunting smile curved her mouth. "Everyone saw that, right? From today on, if anything happens to me, the first suspect is the woman who just threatened me—my dear stepmother."
Isla snapped again, typing like a madwoman:
"Maeve, I'm not just going to make you suffer. I'm going to make sure they never even find your body."
Anya only stepped away for a moment—to call the troll-ring leader—and came back to see her mother publicly cursing Maeve like she'd lost her mind.

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