She wanted to use public opinion to bring Chantelle Bently down.
"As for the third party involved, I can only say that the chairwoman of the Charity Association showed interest in Daniel. However, he did not feel the sa way. Once again, I ask the dia to stop spreading false rumors about him. Articles on Facebook are often exaggerated or untrue, just like the accusations made against after the Charity Ball. I may have upset the chairwoman, which led to these false claims against ..."
Kate paused and sighed, letting the mont sink in. She lowered her head slightly as if holding back her tears.
The reporters sensed there was more to the story.
"Ms. Bently, are you saying the chairwoman set you up at the Charity Ball and then interfered in your relationship with Daniel?"
"The chairwoman's identity has always been a mystery. Can you tell us who she is, Ms. Bently?"
Finally! Soone had asked the right question.
Everything was going according to her plan, and Kate secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"She... is soone you all saw at the Charity Ball," Kate said softly. "She has the sa na as my younger sister—Chantelle Bently. At first, I believed she was kind, just like my sister. But I was wrong. She is a devil. She stole everything from and destroyed my life..."
Her expression of pain and heartbreak was worthy of an Oscar award.
anwhile, netizens were already digging into the identity of the Charity Association's chairwoman. So had even used facial recognition apps to analyze photos from the Charity Ball.
Who was the woman who walked the red carpet with Daniel? The sa woman who took a family portrait with Daniel and Railer on Railer's birthday?
The online rumors had pointed to a third party in the scandal, and now the pieces were falling into place.
Chantelle Bently's na was about to be dragged through the mud. It was only a matter of ti before the dia connected all the dots.
Within minutes of Kate's announcent, an article surfaced online: "Easthan's Princess of Charity, Kate Bently – An Innocent Victim."
It quickly gained traction, liked and shared by many.
Kate's tarnished reputation was being restored, one article at a ti.
Social dia users, once quick to condemn her for fraud, had now flipped sides. The sa keyboard warriors who had criticized her were now her fiercest defenders.
To them, Kate was a helpless princess poisoned by a wicked witch. They saw it as their duty to protect her na.
As Kate scrolled through the internet, she saw an article that made her heart swell with satisfaction: "Chantelle Bently, The Real Black Widow."
Things were finally turning in her favor.
Seeing the flood of supportive comnts, reporters adjusted their questions to match the public's shifting views.
"Ms. Bently, what is your relationship with Daniel Wilson now?"
Kate smiled softly. "Our relationship has never been better. We celebrated his son's birthday last night. Although Chantelle Bently pestered Daniel for a photo with him and his son and even shared it online, Daniel spent the rest of the night with . In fact, we're even planning to have children of our own soday..."
She blushed as she uttered those words, ensuring the focus shifted away from the circulating photos of Chantelle, Daniel, and Railer.
The reporters and netizens were stunned.
Excitent buzzed through the room as Kate continued to paint Chantelle as the villain.
Just when Kate thought she had won, the ballroom doors burst open.
Daniel Wilson strode inside the room in a commanding presence. A group of n followed behind him.
Daniel Wilson wore a fitted black dress shirt that highlighted his sharp features. His presence was striking, drawing attention the mont he entered the ballroom.
Reporters turned their heads, captivated by the way he carried himself like a king.
As soon as they saw him, whispers filled the room.
"He must be here to support Ms. Bently!"
"Of course! Kate Bently has been struggling silently. She even held a press conference to defend Daniel. What a good fiancée he has!"
"Yes, she's graceful and composed. She would make an excellent wife for him."
Daniel overheard their words as he walked toward the stage. His face remained cold and unreadable.
Kate's breath caught in her throat the mont she saw him.
The color drained from her face. She had expected his disapproval but never thought he would show up in person.
Taking a deep breath, she cald herself and walked slowly towards him, unsure of what would happen next.
"Daniel, why are you here? I can handle this. Everyone knows the truth now. They won't spread false rumors about you anymore," Kate said cautiously.
She stood beside him, appearing like the perfect, obedient fiancée.
anwhile, netizens watching the livestream were buzzing with excitent.
The comnt section exploded with admiration.
He's here! Daniel Wilson ca to rescue his princess! How romantic!
Daniel looked into Kate's face, realizing for the first ti how little he actually knew her, despite all their years together. His voice was cold as he finally spoke. "Ms. Bently, are you saying you weren't the one who spread the rumors about 'sampling the goods'?"
He took a step back, putting distance between them.
The room fell silent. Reporters, sensing drama unfolding before them, held their breath.
The reaction online went wild.
"What? Did she set all this up just to make herself look good?"
"How shaless! So people have no morals at all!"
"Trash!"
"Like I said, once a Black Widow, always a Black Widow! Never trust her!"
Kate was stunned after hearing Daniel's words, cutting through her like a blade. She struggled to find her voice, but after a few seconds, she finally spoke.
"Daniel, what are you saying? Why would I spread lies about you?" she said, forcing herself to stay calm. "You're the most important person to . I'm trying to protect you!" She desperately tried to defend herself, hoping to save her image.
She turned toward the livestream equipnt, wanting to shut it off, but Ashton was guarding it.
There was no way she could get to it.
Left with no other choice, she looked at Daniel with pleading eyes, silently begging him to stop.
But Daniel didn't even glance her way. Instead, he signaled Ashton to play a video.
The reporters quickly gathered around to peek and netizens watching the livestream held their breath.
The screen flickered, showing grainy footage from the entrance of the Wilson estate.
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