"Who says I don't have evidence?"
Arthur's words hung in the air like a death sentence. I watched as the blood drained from Fiona's face, her usual smug expression crumbling into panic.
The birthday banquet had descended into absolute chaos. Minutes ago, the massive screen had displayed our marriage certificate for all to see, shattering whatever plans Vincent and Marcus Sterling had concocted to discredit Arthur. Now, Arthur was calmly announcing he had evidence of who leaked our private photos.
I could barely keep up with how rapidly my world had transformed. Just this morning, I was the despised illegitimate daughter. Now I stood beside one of the most powerful men in Oceanion as his legally recognized wife.
"You're bluffing," Caleb finally said, but his voice lacked conviction. His eyes darted nervously to Fiona, whose fingers were clutching her champagne glass so tightly I thought it might shatter.
