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Chapter 111 Breaking Point–Tearing Off the Fake Smiles! 

The reporters around them wasted no time in jeering. 

“She really has no shame left!” one scoffed. 

“Mr. Voss is being nice enough to get her out of here, and Ms. Reed even gave her an out. Unbelievable!” 

Sloane let out a cold laugh, watching Nova get berated like a clown. 

Kael’s face darkened instantly–he shot the mocking reporter a glare that shut everyone up. 

Nova swallowed her bitterness, striding straight toward the woman, her voice sharp. “You said you came to deliver coffee? And you saw someone in the room… is that right?” 

“Yes, that’s correct,” the woman replied, avoiding eye contact. “Ms. Hale, let’s be reasonable. Some things are better left unsaid–otherwise, neither of us will look good.” 

Her meek tone and downcast eyes made it seem like Nova was bullying her. 

Nova scoffed, straightening up. “If you were delivering coffee, you should know the antique shop has strict rules for service. Every staff member logs their visits when entering a guest area. Where’s your log?” 

At her words, the woman froze, her face draining of color. 

Sloane was equally stunned. 

Kael, sensing something was wrong, told Sam to fetch the antique shop’s manager. 

When the manager arrived, he checked the records–and found no entry of the woman’s supposed coffee delivery. 

The reporters‘ surprise quickly turned to outrage, their accusations now aimed at the woman. 

“She’s obviously framing Nova! What a lowlife!” 

“No conscience at all!” 

The woman’s face turned ashen. She glanced at Sloane in panic, but Sloane looked away, ignoring her. 

Useless fool! Can’t even pull off a simple lie. 

Nova smirked coldly. “No log? Then why did you lie to ruin me? If I remember correctly, the antique shop’s rules state that staff who violate protocols can be sued–for hundreds of thousands, even millions of dollars. Can you afford that? 

“You’ve worked here long enough to know the consequences,” she continued. “And yet you still did it…” Her eyes sharpened. “Tell me who put you up to this?” 

A regular family could never pay a million–dollar lawsuit. 

Kael stood behind Nova, his cold gaze adding to the pressure. 

The woman’s heart raced, panic overtaking her. “I–I… I…” She begged Sloane with her eyes, but Sloane refused to meet her look. 

The woman’s face paled, her eyes narrowing in anger at Sloane. 

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Sloane’s jaw tightened. 

If the woman told the truth, Kael would trace it back to her and she’d be ruined. 

With so many reporters watching, her reputation was already in tatters; one more scandal would destroy her entirely. 

When the woman realized Sloane would abandon her, her face crumpled. She forced a bitter smile. “I’ll talk… I’ll tell the truth. It was… it was…” 

Sloane’s heart skipped a beat, her teeth chattering. 

Just as the woman was about to name her, Sloane cut in loudly, “You will be held legally responsible–you made a mistake, and you have to pay for it. But don’t lose hope. Your family is waiting for you; they need you to take care of them. Right?” 

Her words painted her as kind while shifting the blame–two birds with one stone. 

Sloane forced a smile, but her eyes flashed with a warning. 

The woman’s face turned gray. 

Nova’s eyes flickered–she saw the silent exchange clearly. 

She was about to urge the woman to speak up when the woman’s voice, filled with despair, rang out. “It’s my fault! I sent the anonymous messages to the reporters. I wanted to make sure Nova could never come back from this. I’m her stalker fan–I saw the rumors online, and I couldn’t stand it. She’s dirty! She doesn’t deserve to be admired!” 

Nova stared at her in disbelief, shaking her head sadly. 

Kael’s expression turned icy. He couldn’t bear to hear Nova insulted any longer. “Shut up!” 

The reporters immediately sided with Nova. 

“People like her are a danger to society!” 

“What did Nova ever do to you? Why would you take revenge like this?” 

Sloane let out a quiet sigh of relief–finally, the crisis was over. 

The woman looked at her pale–faced, her eyes filled with despair. 

Nova knew there was more to the story, but with the woman sticking to such a ridiculous lie, there was nothing she could do. 

She dug her own grave. 

Nova wasn’t a saint–she couldn’t fix everything. She’d hoped to take Sloane down with this, but it seemed that chance was gone. 

She took a deep breath and turned to leave. 

Kael’s eyes widened. He hurried after her, guilt weighing on him. 

He knew he’d wronged her today, but he couldn’t help reacting the way he did–he couldn’t stay calm at the thought of her with another man. 

“Nova…” 

Before he could finish, Sloane called out to him, deliberately kicking something on the floor. “Mr. Voss! You dropped something!” 

Kael glanced back, his eyes hardening when he saw what lay on the carpet–a glittering pink diamond bracelet. 

It was the one he’d bought for Nova! 

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How had it ended up here? 

Had she dropped it accidentally? 

But the bedroom was so close… had she gone in there? 

What would a man and a woman do alone in a bedroom? 

A ridiculous, painful thought flashed through his mind. 

Kael’s jaw tightened. He bent down, picked up the bracelet, and held it out to Nova, struggling to hide his anger. “Nova, why is this here?” 

Nova froze, startled–until she saw Sloane’s cunning grin. 

She set this up. 

She glanced down at her right wrist–sure enough, the bracelet that should have been there was gone. 

Thinking back, she realized it must have broken when she’d fought with Sloane that morning. 

She hadn’t cared enough to look for it then… 

So this is her trap. Nova pressed her lips together, her face darkening. 

Sloane feigned innocence. “Ms. Hale, I remember Mr. Voss bought this bracelet for you. You were wearing it this morning. How did it end up here–right by the bedroom door? Could it be that…” 

She clapped a hand over her mouth, pretending to stop herself. But her words were enough to let the reporters‘ imaginations run wild. 

“Wow, the bracelet’s by the bedroom door? Things must have gotten pretty heated!” 

“After all that, Nova really was meeting a man here in secret. Unbelievable–Mr. Voss dotes on her so much!” 

Kael’s face turned as cold as ice. His pride felt like it was being trampled underfoot. 

He ground his teeth, his eyes red with anger, hurt, and betrayal. “Aren’t you going to explain?” He threw the bracelet to the floor with a sharp 

clatter. 

Nova’s face paled. She shut her eyes in horror, overwhelmed by a wave of disappointment. 

This is the third time he’s lashed out at me–and in front of so many people. 

The man she’d loved once couldn’t even raise his voice at her without hiding to calm down first. Now, he was destroying her dignity in public. 

She didn’t know how to describe the feeling–no longer just hurt, but cold, bitter hatred. 

Kael’s jaw was tight, but when he saw the disappointment in her eyes, his heart seemed to stop. 

He’d regretted throwing the bracelet the second it left his hand–regretted his impulse, his lack of control. 

He lifted his hand awkwardly, wanting to check if she’d been hurt by the flying jewelry. 

Nova shook off his hand, her eyes red. She’d had enough. There was no point in explaining–nothing she said would matter now. 

Her bracelet was gone, and she had no proof. All the blame was on her. 

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Words would only make it worse. 

The reporters snapped photos frantically, murmuring among themselves. 

“Nova has such a thick skin–she did something wrong, and she still acts so defiant.” 

“Ha, why would she care about shame? She cheated on her husband–she’s already lost all her dignity.” 

Sloane watched with glee. 

This is just the beginning. 

Every day from now on, she’d make Nova suffer the same humiliation and pain she’d endured. She’d make her wish she were dead. 

But just then- 

The woman who’d been cowering in the corner stood up. “That bracelet is mine! I copied it from Nova’s. Check it if you don’t believe me–see if 

it’s real or fake.” 

She paused, her voice steady. “I’m her stalker. I’ve made dozens of copies of her jewelry. Search my house if you want–you’ll find them.” 

The room fell deathly silent. 

Nova’s eyes were red as she stared at the woman, confused and shocked. Why is she helping me? 

Sloane couldn’t believe it either. She clenched her fists so tight her knuckles turned white, her gaze sharp enough to kill. We were so close! 

This woman had ruined everything she’d worked for. I never thought this idiot would have a backup plan–would dig a hole for me! 

Sloane ground her teeth, stepping closer to the woman. She forced a smile. “You’re lying, aren’t you? Do you know who you’re talking to? This is Mr. Voss. Do you understand the consequences of lying to him?” She shot the woman a warning glare. 

But this time, the woman didn’t back down. She looked at Sloane calmly, no fear in her eyes–only the resolve of someone who had nothing left 

to lose. 

Sloane felt a chill run down her spine. 

What is this crazy woman trying to do? 

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