"She doesn't need to explain anything to you."
Mrs. Phailin Hiranchai, Jallyah's mother was there.
Kamnan's face twisted with rage. "You think you can just walk away from me, Jallyah?"
Jallyah smirked, her heart beating steadily. This time, she was not afraid.
"Oh, I'm not just walking away, Kamnan." She took out her phone and tapped the screen. "I'm making sure everyone knows exactly who you are."
She turned the phone toward him, pressing play.
—
The large TV screen in the living room flickered to life, and a video started playing.
Kamnan's eyes widened in horror as he saw himself—lying in bed with Janiya Chakrii. The camera caught every moment—his arms wrapped around her, their whispered promises, and worst of all…
"Once I marry Jallyah, I'll make sure her parents disappear."
Jallyah clenched her fists as she watched the video. This was proof. Proof that he planned everything.
Her mother gasped. "Kamnan… is this true?"
Kamnan stepped forward, his face pale. "Jallyah! Where did you get this?!"
Jallyah's smirk widened. "Let's just say… you should be more careful where you keep your security cameras."
Janiya's voice echoed through the video.
"Once her parents are gone, you'll get everything, right? Her business, her money, everything?"
Kamnan's face turned red with anger. "Turn it off! NOW!"
Jallyah crossed her arms. "Why? Afraid of the truth?"
The room fell silent.
Her mother turned to Kamnan, her hands shaking. "You… You planned to kill us?"
Kamnan clenched his jaw. "It's not what it looks like!"
Jallyah laughed coldly. "Oh? So, you weren't cheating? You weren't planning to get rid of my family?"
Kamnan gritted his teeth. "You will regret this, Jallyah!"
Before he could say another word, Klahan stepped in front of Jallyah. "You've already lost, Kamnan. Get out."
Kamnan glared at him. "This isn't over!"
But he knew he had no power now. The evidence was there. His perfect plan was ruined.
He stormed out, slamming the door behind him.
Jallyah exhaled, feeling a weight lift from her shoulders. The wedding was off. Kamnan's true colors were revealed. And now, her revenge had truly begun.
Mrs. Phailin Hiranchai turned to her, her voice gentle. "Are you okay?"
Jallyah looked up at her mother , determination in her eyes. "I'm just getting started."
—
The private jet touched down smoothly at Somsari Airlines, and the cabin door opened. A tall, well-dressed man stepped out, his presence commanding. Klahan Rueng was finally back in Thailand.
His sharp eyes scanned the airport as his secretary, Meenoi Sisiporn , approached him.
"Sir, everything has been arranged according to plan," Meenoi reported, handing over a tablet. "Your schedule is clear, and the team has already secured the properties you requested."
Klahan nodded, his expression unreadable. "Good. What about Jallyah?"
Thanom adjusted his glasses. "She has just canceled her wedding with Kamnan Khamkaeo. The news is spreading fast."
At those words, a slow smirk appeared on Klahan's lips. Finally.
For years, he had watched Jallyah from afar, knowing she had chosen another man. He had respected her decision… but it didn't mean he ever stopped loving her.
And now, she was free.
Klahan handed his coat to Thanom and adjusted his suit. "This time she will be mine."
To be continued...