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The room fell into a stunned silence as Alyssa held up the marriage certificate, her smile cold and calculating. The tension was palpable, and everyone in the vicinity seemed to take a step back. The implications of what she had just revealed were staggering.
Rosaline’s face turned an alarming shade of red, and she opened her mouth, but no words came out. The audacity of Alyssa’s words and the sudden revelation made her lose all composure. She had thought she could smear Alyssa’s reputation, but it was clear now that she had underestimated her.
Liana, who had been smugly watching the scene unfold, felt a cold chill run down her spine. She had known that Alyssa was no ordinary woman, but seeing her hold up the marriage certificate in front of everyone shattered any illusions she had. Her mind raced with fear and embarrassment as she tried to think of a way to salvage the situation.
Betty, still caught up in the heat of the moment, scowled and tried to recover some ground. “You can’t just come here and act like you’re the victim, Alyssa. You’re clearly trying to cause trouble between us!”
Alyssa’s gaze turned icy, her voice smooth and controlled as she replied, “No, Betty. I’m not here to play the victim. I’m simply stating the facts. Jasper and I were married before Liana ever came into the picture. If anyone is causing trouble here, it’s your family, not me.”
Her words struck hard, and the gathering crowd could feel the weight of her confidence. There was no denying the truth now. Alyssa had exposed the lies, the rumors, and the manipulations that had been woven around her for so long.
“I think it’s time for all of us to stop pretending,” Alyssa continued, her eyes narrowing at Rosaline. “You can try to make up stories, try to discredit me, but at the end of the day, the truth is that my marriage with Jasper is still valid. You’re the one who’s out of place here, not me.”
Rosaline’s lips quivered with rage, but she could do nothing in response. The fact that the marriage was still technically intact made her words meaningless. Every time she tried to open her mouth, another truth spilled out, leaving her more exposed and vulnerable than she had ever been.
Liana’s hands clenched at her sides, and she felt a sense of humiliation sweep over her. Alyssa had completely dismantled her, and she couldn’t fight back without bringing even more attention to her own shameful behavior. Her silence was more damning than anything she could have said.
Sophia, who had been standing in the background, finally found her voice, but it came out shakily. “You… You think you can just come in here and ruin everything? You’re nothing but a woman clinging to the past.”
Alyssa’s gaze flicked to Sophia, and she smirked. “It’s funny that you mention the past, Sophia. It seems like that’s exactly where you’re stuck. I’ve moved on. But clearly, you haven’t.”
The crowd looked on in awe as Alyssa’s words hit their mark. They had expected drama, but they hadn’t expected this level of confrontation—this perfect mix of truth and strategic exposure. Sophia, who had always prided herself on her elegance and status, was now standing there with her composure cracking, and it was clear to everyone that Alyssa was the one in control.
Sean, sensing that the battle was won, took a step back and let Alyssa continue. He had known that she could handle this, but seeing her take down everyone so effortlessly still amazed him. There was no one in the room who could challenge her now.
Rosaline, who had been clutching at any shred of dignity she could salvage, finally broke her silence. “You’ll regret this, Alyssa. You don’t know who you’re messing with.”
Alyssa’s expression didn’t falter. “I think you’re the one who should be worried, Rosaline. I’ve had enough of people trying to destroy my life. If anyone needs to worry about consequences, it’s you.”
Liana, her face flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment, turned to her mother. “What do we do now?”
Rosaline’s shoulders slumped, the fight draining out of her. She knew they had been outplayed. No amount of manipulation, no clever words, could undo the damage that had been done today.
Alyssa had claimed her victory, and it was clear to everyone that the Gardners had lost.