She believed that one brutal kick to a billionaire’s pregnant wife, inside the safety of a private hospital suite, would quietly end a marriage…
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Chapter 2 / 5
Chapter 2: The Footage
The security room was suffocatingly quiet.
Marcus stood beside the director, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.
The screen flickered.
Then it began.
Every second.
Every word.
Every calculated move.
Isabella’s lies unraveled frame by frame—her smug smile, her deliberate shove, the brutal kick.
No one spoke when it ended.
Marcus’s voice came out low.
“Play it again.”
They did.
And again.
Each replay stripped away another layer of denial.
Finally, Marcus turned.
His eyes were no longer confused.
They were cold.
“Call the police.”
Behind them, Isabella’s voice trembled for real this time.
“You can’t do this to me…”
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Marcus didn’t even look at her.
“You already did it to yourself.”
