Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 110

"What video? Why don't you play it for everyone, let's all have a look?"

She spoke calmly as she descended the steps—every move radiating a quiet authority, as if she alone controlled the room.

Lois froze, her expression stiff. She didn't have any video.

And with Zachary nowhere to be found, she had no way to intimidate Cynthia.

Father Benedict, watching Cynthia walk down the steps unharmed—no sign of coercion or injury—felt a wave of relief wash over him.

He started toward Cynthia, intent written on his face.

Giselle, realizing what he was about to do, bit her lip hard. If Benedict reached Cynthia, she knew any hope she had would vanish. In a panic, she grabbed his arm.

"Benedict, I'm not feeling well, would you take me to the hospital?"

He shook off her hand, his expression dark and cold.

Giselle stumbled, only managing to stay upright thanks to someone steadying her.

"Benedict…" she pleaded, voice trembling.

But he wouldn't look at her. Jaw set, he strode straight up to Cynthia, forcing himself to speak gently despite the tension in his voice.

"Cynthia, please, let me explain. What happened with her was a complete accident, I—"

She didn't let him finish. Her smile was cutting, her eyes mocking.

"Do you like it? The surprise I prepared just for you."

Benedict's brow furrowed, frustration and helplessness flickering in his eyes as he lowered his voice.

"Cynthia, I know you're angry. Please, give me some time. I'll take care of this, I'll end things with her for good. Just give me one more chance, I promise it won't happen again."

"Today is our wedding day. There are so many guests here—not to mention some partners from VistaSphere Group. If we keep making a scene, it could—"

"Cynthia! Benedict only made the same mistake every man makes. A successful man like him—of course he can't have just one woman! And you, after last night, after being used up by those men—how dare you act so high and mighty—"

Giselle gasped, horrified that Lois would say something so vile in front of everyone. She tried to pull her back.

"Aunt Lois, please stop—"

Cynthia stood motionless, her gaze indifferent as she watched Lois's impotent rage.

Benedict, face thunderous, barked at Lois and the others.

"All of you—get out of here! Now!"

Lois looked stricken, then exploded, screaming at Benedict in front of the crowd.

"You'd throw your own mother out for a woman used up by other men?"

"Well, let me tell you the truth—she slept with other men last night! Not just one, but several!"