【Whoa, what a bombshell!】
【Wait, isn’t Charles and his wife supposed to be the model power couple?】
【Please, ever heard of branding? It’s all about appearances!】
【Come on, it’s the entertainment industry—who really believes in true love these days?】
【So naive. There’s nothing you won’t find in this business.】
【Honestly, what *can’t* be monetized now? Even “happy marriage” is just another product!】
【Can you really blame Charles, though? His wife’s only ever given him one daughter—no son, not even once. Shouldn’t he be allowed to look elsewhere?】
【Whoa, that’s harsh.】
【But isn’t this alleged love child also a girl?】
【And she’s already in her twenties? Must’ve been hidden away really well...】
【I have a theory: what if there’s more than one?】
【Wouldn’t be surprised...】
【......】
The revelation sent social media into a frenzy. The trending topics exploded with speculation as people let their imaginations run wild, gleefully watching the drama unfold.
Harvey Group stocks took a nosedive, and the Harvey estate was thrown into absolute chaos.
...
“Smack!”
Rosalind Harvey, her eyes red and swollen from crying, slapped her husband hard across the face. All her usual grace had vanished.
“Charles! How could you do this to me?”
“Rosalind, you can’t believe everything you read online! Someone’s clearly out to get me with these lies—they want to ruin us!”
Rosalind looked at him through tear-filled eyes, her voice trembling. “...Really?”
“Of course it’s true!”
Charles pulled out his phone, showing her the evidence he’d prepared: a photo of a woman in a hospital bed, hooked up to countless tubes, along with the admission records.
“See? Eight years ago, she got what she deserved—fell down the stairs and has been in a coma ever since.”
Rosalind’s expression softened a little, but she pressed on, “You’re sure you never gave her any money?”
“Absolutely!”
Charles insisted, “Her child—my mistake—I’ve never been involved. She dropped out of school and started working young, and I haven’t paid a single hospital bill. This is karma for trying to wreck another family!”
Rosalind gritted her teeth, her anger still simmering. “She deserved it!”
Charles finally breathed out, a smile flickering on his face. “So, you’re not mad at me anymore?”
Rosalind shot him a glare, still furious. “You still cheated, Charles. You even have a child—one in her twenties! How am I supposed to face anyone after this?”
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