Chapter 3 - Mark Confronts the Hard Reality of the Footage
Mark stepped past the glittering fragments of crystal glass, ignoring Victoria entirely as he rushed to Claire’s side.
“Claire, can you hear me? Let me help you up from these shards,” Mark urged gently, extending a protective hand.
Claire winced in pain, her hands scraped and bleeding from breaking her fall upon the massive dining table.
“She pushed me, Mark... she didn't want me telling you the truth about her accounts,” Claire gasped, shivering against the marble.
Victoria rushed forward, grabbing Mark’s sleeve with manic desperation while her face contorted in sheer malice.
“She is lying to turn you against me! That camera angle is distorted, Mark! It doesn't show what happened!” Victoria shrieked.
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Mark pulled his arm away from his wife with a look of utter disgust that cut deeper than any physical blow.
“Shut up, Victoria. We are going to watch every single second of that recording right now,” Mark ordered coldly.
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