[Bella's POV]

On the day of the wedding, the venue was decorated lavishly. Crystal chandeliers spilled light across the hall, rose petals were scattered all over the red carpet, and the place was packed with the city's elite and old-money families.

Even Brian's parents had deigned to show up. They finally looked at me with something like approval. However, by now, I had completely lost any interest in marrying Brian.

Still, I kept my composure. I walked down the aisle with my head held high, slipping my arm through Brian's when I reached him. My posture was perfect, and my smile was flawless. I didn't let a single crack show.

Brian, on the other hand, was fully immersed in the joy of the wedding. He was completely oblivious to how distant I'd become.

His phone rang at the worst possible moment—when we were about to exchange rings. He frowned, glanced at the screen, and rejected the call.

However, the second the officiant said Brian could kiss me, his phone started buzzing like crazy again. This time, he rejected the call again. But before putting his phone away, he scanned through the incoming messages.

Then, the color instantly drained from his face. He said, "Bella, there's an emergency at the company. I have to deal with it right now. Don't worry—I'll come straight back as soon as it's settled."

He didn't even bother to wait for a response as he bolted off the stage in a panic and rushed out the doors.

The entire room erupted in an uproar. Whispers rippled through the crowd, overlapping one another as everyone's gaze zeroed in on me. Some looked sympathetic, some were curious, and some were clearly enjoying the spectacle.

I calmly unlocked my phone and, sure enough, saw that Evelyn had posted another update.

"Day 365 of being spoiled by Daddy. Today is his wedding day. He chose our one-year anniversary as the date. I'm upset, so I had someone 'accidentally' hit me with a car. Just as I thought, he ditched the bride and came running to me!"

I took a screenshot of that post as well, then took the microphone from the officiant. My voice was steady and clear enough for every person in the room to hear.

"Everyone, I'm very sorry to inform you that today's wedding is canceled. But before you leave, there's one last segment I'd like you all to stay and watch."

I waved at the tech crew in the back. The giant screen behind me flickered to life. A video titled "Brian's Cheater Diaries" started playing.

"What is this? Oh, my god!"

"This is huge!"

As the video played, I narrated over it, timing my words with the posts Evelyn had shared online, along with audio clips and photo evidence. All eyes were glued to the screen; most guests even had their phones out as they recorded every juicy second.

Brian's parents stared in shock. His mother nearly fainted on the spot. His father shouted, "Turn it off! Stop it! Shut it down!"

However, the staff had already been sucked into the drama and didn't hear a word he said.

Last but not least, I put Evelyn's latest post up on the screen by itself. Then, I set the microphone down, ignored the chaos behind me, and walked out of the venue. I got into the car I'd booked in advance and headed straight for the airport.

The footage from the wedding quickly hit the internet as the guests uploaded their videos, and the story blew up online in an instant. I also uploaded the original video to every social media platform I had, making sure nothing was censored or blurred out. I let public opinion do the rest.

…

Brian arrived at the hospital in a panic, having no idea what had happened after he'd left. When he saw that Evelyn only had a few scrapes, his anger surged belatedly. He didn't have time to lose his temper, though.

"Stay put here at the hospital. I need to rush back right now," he said shortly.

Just as he turned to leave, his assistant, Allen Smith, called. "Mr. Dicht, we've got a serious problem! Ms. Fritz knows everything. She exposed all the evidence of your affair at the wedding with everyone watching!"