Chapter 7 - Julian Unveils The Live Surveillance Feed Of Their Cruelty
The monitor flickered to life, displaying a crystal-clear, time-stamped video recording from earlier that afternoon.
The audio kicked in first, capturing Cynthia’s cruel taunts and Lily’s heartbreaking, desperate cries for help.
Then came the visual horror: Caroline’s name and private IP address displayed prominently in the corner of the active feed.
“You weren't trapped in board meetings across Europe, Caroline. You were watching our daughter starve from a hotel room in Paris,” Julian said.
Caroline’s face turned the color of ash; she staggered backward, clutching her designer handbag like a shield.
“No... that’s a manipulated file! Someone hacked my secure server!” Caroline shrieked, tears springing to her eyes.
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“Don't insult my intelligence, Caroline. My syndicate engineers traced the live feed straight to your personal laptop,” Julian replied icily.
“You watched her collapse, and you didn't lift a finger because she didn't fit into your high-society aesthetic.”
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