Chapter 3: The Digital Verdict
Caleb didn't expect to see a recording. His heart pounded heavily in his chest as he walked over to his niece, his hands shaking as he took the small smartphone from her grip.
Chloe’s arrogant smile froze. For the first time, a flicker of genuine, primal terror passed through her eyes. "Caleb, don't look at that! It's private! It's a violation of my privacy on my wedding day!"
Caleb ignored her entirely. He pressed play on the video.
The screen showed the luxurious, sunlit bridal suite. Chloe was standing in front of the vanity mirror, looking around to make sure the room was empty. She didn't see little Lily hiding behind the heavy velvet drapes. On the video, Chloe loudly laughed to herself—a cold, malicious chuckle.
"Let’s see how long that pathetic little kitchen girl lasts when she’s wearing handcuffs," Chloe’s voice rang out clearly from the phone's speakers, amplified by the microphone near Caleb's suit.
The video clearly showed Chloe taking her own diamond necklace, unhooking it, and slipping it deep into the hidden zipper pocket of Maria’s discarded denim jacket, which was hanging on the employee coat rack near the door. Chloe then took the empty velvet box, threw it on the floor, and began ripping her own hair extensions out to make it look like a struggle.
Instead of comforting his wife, Caleb’s confused expression shattered instantly into absolute, blinding fury.
He slowly lowered the phone. The man who had been deeply in love with Chloe just ten minutes ago was gone. In his place stood a man who realized he had almost legally bound his life to a sociopath.
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"Caleb, baby, please," Chloe stammered, backing away toward the edge of the altar, her heavy train catching on the wood. "It was just a joke! I was just stressed! I wanted to see if the catering staff was trustworthy! It’s a security test!"
"A joke?" Caleb’s voice was dangerously low, a rumble of pure thunder. He looked down at Maria, who was still weeping on the cobblestones, then at Lily’s red, swollen cheek. "You tried to send an innocent woman to prison for a joke? You slapped my seven-year-old niece to cover up your disgusting lie?"
