Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 169

Chapter 169:

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Later that evening, after Linsey had finished her evening routine, she received a call from Dolores.

“Linsey, you won’t believe this! Marisol is at it again. You were absolutely right!” Dolores’s voice bubbled with excitement. “Get on social media right now. The timing couldn’t be better. Marisol is truly going all out to attack you.”

Linsey chuckled softly as she strolled over to her desk and turned on her computer. “Well, Felix is her only child. It’s no surprise she’s willing to do whatever it takes to get him out of this mess.”

As the local trending page loaded, Linsey couldn’t help but let out another chuckle, this time laced with sarcasm. “Marisol certainly has a knack for theatrics.”

A live stream link was prominently displayed on the page. It was a live stream event orchestrated by Marisol, featuring those notorious gossip reporters. The title even featured Linsey’s name in bold letters. It was ostensibly intended to address the rumors about Linsey that had been circulating online.

The live stream was a spectacle, drawing in a multitude of gossip reporters and curious spectators eager to witness the drama.

Marisol occupied the center stage in the camera’s frame, with Joanna beside her, tears streaming down her face.

Linsey clicked on the link with an air of composure, then leaned back in her chair, arms crossed. She was curious to see what kind of charade the two women had concocted this time.

The live stream commenced without delay, and a reporter immediately launched into the questioning. “Mrs. Wells, are the recent online rumors surrounding your son and Linsey accurate?”

Immediately, a chorus of reporters joined in, aggressively demanding answers. “Did she really abandon your son at the altar to marry another man?” one shouted.

“Mrs. Wells, is your son Felix truly innocent?” another pressed. “Was it Linsey who, out of spite, had him imprisoned?”

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“Mrs. Wells, can you please address these rumors directly?” a third reporter insisted.

Hearing these carefully orchestrated questions, Marisol felt a wave of smug satisfaction wash over her. Everything was falling into place perfectly.

Feigning exhaustion, she let out a long, drawn-out sigh. Before the live stream, she and Joanna had meticulously applied makeup to make themselves appear pale and haggard. Now, under the harsh glare of the camera lights, their faces looked even more gaunt and weary.

Marisol squeezed out a few well-placed tears, her voice weak and trembling as she began her carefully crafted narrative. “Felix is our only son, the sole heir to the Wells fortune,” she began. “I never dreamed things would come to this. I don’t blame Linsey, though. I’m sure she had her reasons for leaving Felix. Even so, I know my son. He would never do anything wrong.”

She took a deep breath, pausing for dramatic effect, and then deliberately continued, “While it’s true Linsey married another man, I’ve known her for years. She’s always been perfectly polite and well-mannered in my presence. There must be some kind of misunderstanding. I implore everyone not to rush to judgment and to stop spreading these hurtful, unfounded rumors.”

The instant Marisol’s carefully constructed words escaped her lips, the entire room exploded into a cacophony of excited chatter. On the surface, Marisol appeared to be clarifying the misunderstandings surrounding Linsey, but in reality, she directly confirmed the swirling rumors: Linsey had indeed dumped the man she had dated for five years and married another man.

This revelation solidified the gossip about Linsey’s alleged infidelity, transforming it into accepted truth.

“Did you hear what Mrs. Wells said? Apparently, Linsey used to put on this sweet, innocent act when she was around her. Turns out it was all a big sham.”

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