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The evening prior to my wedding anniversary, I was stunned by a threatening email demanding a substantial sum of money.
The footage, captured by a concealed camera in a hotel room during Cornelius Lynch's business trip, revealed intimate encounters.
"My spouse is so traditional, restricting my actions. It's stifling," he complained.
For three consecutive nights, he was with different women, each bearing a striking resemblance to his childhood flame, Zevanka Collins.
The explicit nature and scale of the recordings left me speechless and numb.
[I refuse to pay. If you intend to spread it, do so quickly.]
[Should you fail to release it by 5 pm tomorrow, I'll do it myself.]

Betrayal, and a Supermoon, My Time-Traveling Revenge Plot

A member of the audience retrieved it, causing the chatter to intensify.


Cornelius lifted the image from the ground, his eyes watering with disbelief.


"Is this what you create daily without showing me?"


I had never witnessed Cornelius so devastated before.


For ten years, I had been devoted to him but received no love in return.


Now, even if he laid bare his soul, I remained unmoved.


"This press event is now concluded. Please exit in an orderly fashion."


I hurried to the platform, seized the microphone, and instructed the team to organize the departure.


"Calm the journalists. No topics besides Cornelius' issue should be addressed." I pulled Serena aside and gave her these directions.


Serena nodded gravely and swiftly left the area.


The vast conference room was now occupied by just four of us and the scattered artwork on the floor.


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