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My Husband Humiliated Me at Our Anniversary Gala, But My Revenge Was Flawless

My Husband Humiliated Me at Our Anniversary Gala, But My Revenge Was Flawless — Part 2
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Previously: When Camilla’s husband Alistair invited a mysterious woman carrying white orchids to their private anniversary gala, she thought it was a cruel joke—until a hidden truth shattered their entire marriage.

The Price of Secrets

The silence that followed Alistair’s outburst was deafening. Camilla slowly reached out and took the bouquet of white orchids from Bridget’s trembling hands. Tucked deep within the pristine petals was a sleek, white envelope. Alistair lunged forward to grab it, but Camilla stepped back, her movement fluid and decisive.

“Don't touch me, Alistair,” she said, her voice a low, lethal whisper that carried more weight than his shouts. She sliced the envelope open with her manicured fingernail. Inside were medical records—specifically, a positive pregnancy test and a paternity document bearing Alistair’s legal name.

My Husband Humiliated Me at Our Anniversary Gala, But My Revenge Was Flawless

Bridget watched Camilla closely, searching for the tears, the screaming, the predictable breakdown of a humiliated wife. But Camilla merely stared at the paper, her mind calculating the dates. The conception date lined up perfectly with Alistair’s supposed business trip to London—the very week she had been mourning her father's sudden passing. The betrayal was absolute, calculated, and cruel.

“Camilla, please, let’s go to the private suite. This is a misunderstanding, a setup!” Alistair pleaded, his distinguished facade completely gone as sweat beaded on his forehead.

“A setup?” Camilla laughed, a dry, humorless sound. She looked at Bridget, whose defiant stance was beginning to crumble under Camilla's chilling composure. “Did you think I would cry, Bridget? Did you think I would run away and leave him to you?”

Camilla walked calmly to the front of the hall, tapping her champagne glass against the microphone. The room of wealthy investors and socialites fell dead silent. Alistair watched in absolute horror as Camilla pointed to the large projection screen behind her. She didn't just have the pregnancy documents; she had spent the last three hours downloading the contents of a hidden flash drive she’d found in Alistair’s briefcase. It contained evidence of his massive embezzlement from her late father’s estate.

It contained evidence of his massive embezzlement from her late father’s estate.