Chapter 3: The Charity Gala Ends
Downstairs, three hundred distinguished guests watched in stunned silence.
Dominic calmly walked Harper into the ballroom.
Gasps spread across the room.
Blood stained the sleeve of her elegant gown.
Bruises covered her face.
The entire image Grayson had spent decades creating collapsed in seconds.
One elderly judge quietly removed his glasses.
Another guest whispered,
"She said Harper was receiving treatment overseas."
A respected philanthropist shook her head.
"My God..."
Dominic stepped beside the stage microphone.
"I apologize for interrupting your evening."
He paused.
"But I believe you've all been attending the wrong fundraiser."
A massive television behind the stage suddenly illuminated.
Security footage.
Medical records.
Financial documents.
Old emails.
Every lie.
Every forged signature.
Every hidden transfer.
Every false diagnosis.
Every witness statement.
One by one...
The room turned away from Grayson.
Not a single person defended him.
Even Celeste slowly stepped backward.
Paige lowered her head.
May you like
For the first time in her life...
Neither woman had anyone to hide behind.
