And it was all because of Aurora!
In that moment, every ounce of love McCoy ever had for her vanished completely.
He had given her so much freedom and respect, only to be turned into a total joke, the ultimate clueless husband.
She hadn't cherished his love; she had played him for an absolute fool.
The deeper his love had been, the more nauseated he felt now knowing the truth.
The look he gave Aurora was colder than ice.
Down in the crowd, Queenie Burton watched the screen, a flash of disappointment in her eyes.
If only the hidden camera had been placed inside the dressing room instead of outside the window.
A high-definition, uncensored video would have been far more explosive.
But she knew that was impossible.
It was a dressing room, after all.
She had paid a massive fortune on the black market just to secure this piece of footage.
But this was enough.
If Shay really was McCoy's daughter, he might have eventually forgiven Aurora's pre-marital affairs for the sake of the child, the alliance between the Williams and Chapman families, and out of guilt over Zara Lowell's future baby.
But seeing his fiancé sleep with Sellers on the day of their engagement? No man could ever forgive that.
Aurora had never anticipated Sellers crashing the event today.
She definitely hadn't expected him to come armed with evidence.
As for the dressing room video, there was no way Sellers released it.
He wasn't stupid enough to leak his own sex tape.
If not him, then who?
It couldn't be Stella Cameron. If Stella had this dirt, she wouldn't have waited this long to drop it.


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