I Chose Me Over My Marriage novel Chapter 95

Everyone seemed utterly addicted to the drama of high society.

The Sterling Group's stock prices were slowly inching back up.

It looked like Maxwell had achieved exactly what he set out to do.

At the thought, a cold sneer graced Lyra's lips.

Logging into her social media account, she watched as her inbox flooded with nonstop direct messages.

Before disabling her notifications, she skimmed a few of them.

Unsurprisingly, they were all vicious insults directed at her.

Ignoring the hate, Lyra opened the draft window, uploaded the edited footage, and pasted in her pre-written caption.

Her finger hovered over the post button for mere seconds before she tapped it.

Ding—

The post was live.

She waited a moment on purpose before refreshing the page.

Lyra: No fake pregnancy, no forced marriage, no homewrecking. As for whether there was infidelity, I can't say for sure. The divorce is real, and moving forward, I have absolutely no ties to Mr. Sterling. If anyone tries to drag my name through the mud again, I will pursue immediate legal action. Also, I'd appreciate it if Mr. Sterling could wire the funds to my account as soon as possible.

At the end of the post, she even tagged the official Sterling Group account.

She wasn't doing it to provoke them.

She honestly just didn't know if Maxwell had a personal account, and wanted to ensure he saw the message loud and clear.

Within seconds, the comment section exploded with drama-hungry netizens.

The vast majority of the reactions centered entirely around the video.

When she went to confront Maxwell yesterday, Lyra had intentionally worn a pinhole camera disguised as a button on her blouse.

As a result, the entire video was shot flawlessly from her point of view.

At the Sterling estate.

Inside the grand study.

Godfrey held his phone, staring menacingly at the post Lyra had just published.

A second later, he violently hurled the device across the room.

The phone bounced off Maxwell's chest and clattered onto the hardwood floor with a loud crack, startling Mrs. Sterling Sr., who was eavesdropping outside the door. She almost barged in, but managed to restrain herself at the last second.

"Look at the mess you've made! You were so incredibly arrogant, I actually thought you had a brilliant plan up your sleeve! Didn't I tell you that you absolutely had to salvage your marriage with Lyra? Now look at this absolute circus, and all for Aria Moon! Maxwell, is your head completely empty? I never should have trusted you! An idiot like you thinks he can run a corporate empire? Who the hell do you think you are?!"

Facing Godfrey's merciless insults, Maxwell's fists slowly tightened.

For over two decades, he had been conditioned to swallow his pride and take the abuse.

Today, he was done enduring it.