บท 8: Chapter 8: The Aftermath of Truth
The echoes of chaos followed me out of the grand hall, the shouts of disbelief and rage fading as I stepped into the cool night air. The wedding was in shambles, and I had ensured that my sister's perfect fairy tale was nothing but ash. Yet, my work was far from over.
I climbed into my sleek black car, Josef waiting in the driver's seat with his usual composed demeanor. "It's done," I said, my voice steady. Josef didn't respond immediately. Instead, he pulled the car onto the road, glancing at me briefly in the rearview mirror.
"What's the next step, Miss Emily?" he asked cautiously, sensing that this was only the beginning.
"Prepare the documents," I said coldly. "If they want to play games, I'll burn their entire kingdom to the ground."
Josef gave a small nod, his expression unreadable, and focused on the road. As the city lights blurred past, I leaned back in my seat, my mind racing with possibilities. The videos were just the start. I hadn't spent years building my power and resources for a single act of revenge. My sister and Aghav had stolen everything from me in my past life—my trust, my dignity, my love. This time, I would ensure they lost far more.
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The next morning, the headlines were ablaze with scandal. Every news outlet and social media platform carried the story: "Wedding Disaster: Shocking Secrets Revealed at the Aghav-Black Ceremony!"
Photos of my sister's tear-streaked face and Aghav's livid expression were plastered everywhere, the world now privy to their lies. The once-admired couple was now the subject of ridicule and scorn.
I sipped my coffee in my office, the sunlight streaming through the glass walls. The chaos I had unleashed had worked better than I had anticipated. My assistant, Josef, entered, holding a tablet with the latest updates.
"Miss Emily, the stock price of Aghav Enterprises has dropped by 20% since the incident. The board of directors is calling an emergency meeting. Also, your sister's charity events have been canceled. Sponsors are pulling out one after another."
"Good," I said simply, a satisfied smirk playing on my lips. "Make sure they keep falling. Pull the trigger on the financial reports I gave you. I want everyone to know the truth about Aghav's business dealings."
Josef hesitated. "Do you think they'll fight back?"
I set my coffee cup down and looked at him sharply. "Let them. I've planned for every move they could make. This is a game of chess, Josef, and they've already lost their queen."
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Meanwhile, my sister, Clarissa, was struggling to pick up the pieces. She had locked herself in her penthouse, her once-pristine image now tarnished beyond repair. Aghav, too, had retreated from public view, his fury boiling beneath the surface.
The two of them argued late into the night, their relationship crumbling under the weight of their exposed betrayal.
"This is your fault!" Aghav snapped, slamming his fist on the table. "If you hadn't pushed Emily so far, none of this would've happened!"
"My fault?" Clarissa shot back, her voice shrill. "You're the one who betrayed her first! Don't think I've forgotten that I had to clean up your mess years ago!"
The tension between them was palpable, their alliance beginning to fracture. They were too busy blaming each other to see the storm I had prepared for them.
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The week continued to spiral downward for Clarissa and Aghav. Every business meeting they attended ended in failure. Every call they made went unanswered. My influence had seeped into every corner of their lives, dismantling their empire piece by piece.
Then came the final blow.
A courier arrived at their doorstep one evening, delivering an envelope sealed with a wax emblem—a symbol they recognized all too well. Inside was a legal notice, outlining my claim to several properties and business assets that rightfully belonged to me as my grandfather's heir.
Clarissa's hands shook as she read the document. "She's coming for everything," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Aghav snatched the papers from her, his jaw clenched. "We won't let her win," he growled. But the fear in his eyes betrayed him. He knew I had already won.
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The stage was set for the next phase of my plan. As I stood on the balcony of my penthouse, overlooking the city, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. The revenge I had so meticulously crafted was coming to fruition, but there was still more to be done. My sister and Aghav needed to learn that I wasn't the same Emily they had crushed under their heels.
I was reborn, and I would rise above them all.
The phone in my hand buzzed, breaking my thoughts. Josef's voice came through the speaker. "Miss Emily, the board of Aghav Enterprises has scheduled a public press conference for tomorrow. It seems they want to control the damage."
I smiled, a dangerous glint in my eyes. "Perfect. Prepare the next set of files. Let's see how well they handle their skeletons being dragged into the spotlight."
This was no longer just about revenge. It was about rewriting the narrative of my life. And I wasn't going to stop until the world knew the truth.
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