Filed to story: Billionaire Bride’s Revenge (Vera & Howard)
Despite it being after midnight, the video swiftly garnered ten million views.
The footage unambiguously showcased Lily’s harsh tactics, her guilty demeanor, her attempts to dodge responsibility, and her feeble excuses. Online discussions erupted almost immediately.
“Oh my God! I can’t believe she tried to remove the oxygen tube! That’s practically attempted murder!”
“I’m shocked that Lily has been pretending all along! I even defended her and criticized Vera before. I actually thought Lily was the victim! Turns out she’s just a liar!”
“Else wanted Tricia permanently silenced. It’s clear now that Tricia’s suicide wasn’t due to Vera. Lily was framing her.”
The comments varied, but the common thread was universal revulsion toward Lily.
The ten-minute video had thoroughly revealed Lily’s true nature.
Vera glanced through the comments but didn’t linger on them.
Now that Lily’s deception was public, Vera’s focus shifted to moving forward with her own life.
Lily had repeatedly targeted her, and Vera wasn’t about to hold back any longer.
Upon reaching home, Vera took a long, hot shower and then enjoyed a deep, restful sleep.
Her peace was shattered the next morning by furious yelling and loud banging.
“Down!”
The commotion outside, coupled with the relentless doorbell, only intensified Vera’s irritation.
Reluctantly, she pulled herself out of bed, opened the door, and was immediately confronted by Sharon’s fiery gaze. Vera, clearly annoyed, demanded, “What on earth do you want at this hour?”
Sharon, seething, shot back, “And you dare question me?” Her teeth were clenched in anger as her hand shot up, ready to slap Vera across the face.
She was just inches away from landing the blow when Vera, with a sharp glint in her eyes, stepped back, effortlessly dodging the strike.
Sharon, having put all her strength into the swing, stumbled forward, struggling to regain her balance. “You wretch! Clear this up immediately! Tell everyone the video online is fake, and that it has nothing to do with Lily!”
Vera’s expression hardened, her face becoming as cold as ice.
Vera had anticipated Sharon’s visit, but she hadn’t expected such a bold and absurd demand the moment she arrived.
“The video speaks the truth. If Lily wants to play the role of a murderer, then she should face the full consequences under the law,” Vera replied coldly.
Sharon’s eyes burned with fury. “Lies! Lily is innocent and kind-hearted. She could never be as cruel as you! This is your doing, framing her!”
Innocent and cruel-two words that could not be further apart. One described Lily, and the other was meant for Sharon herself.
A cold glint appeared in Vera’s eyes.
Sharon’s words might have cut deep, but after coming to certain realizations the other day and letting go of certain things, not even Sharon’s harshest insults could stir a single emotion in her. “When hope is lost, there is no room for disappointment,” Vera thought.
With no patience left, Vera turned to close the door, intent on shutting Sharon out. “Take this up with the police,” she said flatly.
Sharon blocked the door, her teeth clenched as she glared at Vera.
“Vera, after everything Lily has endured, do you want to push her to the brink of death? This is your last chance to clear her name, or else don’t blame me for what happens next. I’ve given you the last bit of respect. Don’t throw it away.”
Vera’s eyes grew colder as she faced Sharon, her expression unyielding.
“I settled everything when I paid you back for raising me these past twenty years. What you’re doing now is harassment. I can involve the police if you want to continue.”
Sharon, desperate and determined, threatened, “If you don’t retract those lies and restore Lily’s reputation, I’ll make sure you regret it.”
Whether the video online was true or not, the damage to Lily’s reputation was undeniable, and it threatened her entire future.
Sharon was determined to force Vera into a public apology.
But Vera didn’t waste any time. She pulled out her phone and dialed 911 right in front of Sharon.
“Hello? There’s a disturbance at my door. Could you send someone over right away? Yes, the address is…”
Sharon’s eyes widened in shock. She hadn’t anticipated that Vera would call 911. What she didn’t realize was that Vera was only bluffing.
“Are you out of your mind? You actually called the police?”
“What else should I do? Tolerate your harassment quietly?” Vera’s tone remained composed as she glanced at her wristwatch.
“The police will be here in about ten minutes. You might want to leave now unless you’re eager to join Lily in jail.” Though the situation was just a trending topic online for now, if it gained enough attention, the police would inevitably get involved.
At that point, it wouldn’t just be a matter of morality. It would become a legal issue.
Sharon, unwilling to back down, clenched her teeth and spat out, “Vera, why did I even bother raising you? If I had known you’d turn out like this, I would have beaten you to death when I had the chance. This isn’t over. Remember my words!”
With that, Sharon stormed off in a hurry.
As Vera turned back inside, the composed mask she had worn cracked, revealing a hint of pain in her expression. Sharon’s final words had cut deeply, like a knife twisted in her heart. Despite her indifference toward Sharon, the pain lingered.
Sharon had been her mother for over two decades, and that bond was not easily forgotten.
The contrast was jarring. Sharon, who had known Lily for less than a month, now seemed willing to harm the daughter she had raised in favor of the one she barely knew.
Vera shut her eyes momentarily.
Just then, her phone began to ring. Glancing at the flashing number, a flicker of recognition crossed her eyes.
It was Victor on the line.
Once the call connected, he quickly informed Vera, “Tricia’s awake.”
Gripping the phone, Vera steadied herself.
“I’m on my way.”
She quickly changed her clothes and headed straight for the hospital.
Upon arrival, she saw Tricia, pale and frail, lying on the hospital bed, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, murmuring, “What’s wrong with me?”
Tears streamed down Delmar’s aged face as he clutched Tricia’s hand tightly.