"I've been reluctant to respond to this, but now that it's all out in the open, I'll be honest. Yes, I did have a relationship with Alexa!" said Dylan.
The whole room went silent. I was shocked. Everyone was shocked.
But I knew it wasn't over yet.
Suddenly Dylan smiled slyly. "However, I had my reasons. After Gisella betrayed me and ran off with another man, I had no choice but to find an outlet. Alexa is the woman who healed my heartache."
My heart skipped a beat.
"I witnessed Mrs. Gisella's affair myself," Alexa continued with a face full of falsehood. "Mr. Dylan originally just wanted to make her jealous, but we ended up falling in love."
My blood boiled.
"Asshole! He manipulates everyone!" Brian said angrily.
I stared at the screen with a murderous gaze. He wasn’t just betraying me—he was killing me a second time.
I picked up my cell phone and handed it to Bryan. "Investigate the sale of my kidney and my mother. And spread this video."
Brian gave me a sharp look. "I understand."
I wouldn't let them get away. Never.
Dylan and Alexa may think they've won, but they don't know another shocker is coming.
Dylan's POV
My hands clenched so tightly that my knuckles turned white. My breathing was ragged, my chest rising and falling with the rage that was exploding inside me. The news of my affair spread so quickly, destroying the image I had carefully built up. But I wasn’t a fool. I always had a way to turn things around.
"Mr. Dylan, I've been looking into the origins of that photo," my bodyguard reported in a trembling voice.
"But... all the media are keeping their mouths shut. No one wants to talk, as if they're being protected by someone more powerful than you," he repeated.
My eyes narrowed sharply. "Give them money, you fool!" I hissed angrily.
"I've tried, sir. I've even threatened them, but no one has wavered. Someone is behind all this."
My anger exploded. Without thinking, I swung my fist, hitting him hard in the face.
"You're incompetent! You can't even take care of something this small!"
The bodyguard staggered back, blood seeping from the corner of his lips. But I didn't care. I caught my breath, trying to think.
Then Gisella's name flashed through my mind.
Two months ago, I ran into her and left her on the street. When I went back to remove the trail, her body was gone. At first I was sure she was dead, but now? I began to doubt what I had believed.