The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 278

At exactly ten in the morning, the Ramos Corporation’s PR team dropped a bomb on Twitter. The first post was a scan of Tara’s prenatal checkup.

Two sentences were circled in bold red: “Chromosomal karyotype 47, XYY” and “Termination of pregnancy recommended.” The caption pulled no punches. “Medical reports don’t lie. The baby’s condition was diagnosed long ago. Was this miscarriage really just an accident?”

Ten minutes later, more evidence popped up.

This time, it was a photo of a prescription for abortion pills, signed by Tara herself, dated just one day before the conference.

Then came the full surveillance video from the conference.

The footage, slowed down for everyone to see, caught Tara hiding in a hallway, popping pills and washing them down with alcohol. Every move was clear as day.

Even the confrontation later was obvious: after Reese pushed her away, it was clear she used the moment to fall back on purpose. The video tagged Iron Financial’s official account and Zach’s personal one.

The caption read, “Is Iron Financial really demanding answers from Ramos Corporation, or are they just taking advantage of the chaos?”

It only took half an hour for social media to explode.

Trending hashtags refreshed faster than anyone could keep up: #TaraStagedHerMiscarriage and #IronFinancialBlacklist. In a flash, the hate that was aimed at Reese flipped and now everyone was coming for Tara.

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Inside her VIP hospital suite, Tara glanced at the clock on the wall, her lips curled up in a self-satisfied smile as she thought about all the nasty comments online about Reese.

The noise in the hallway made her frown. She was about to call the nurse to deal with it when the door burst open and a crowd of reporters rushed in, cameras flashing nonstop.

“Ms. Ramos, did you know about your baby’s condition from the start?”

“Did you take abortion pills just to frame Reese?”

“Why did you fake being pushed? Was it all to give Iron Financial an excuse to attack Ramos Corporation?”

The questions kept coming, sharper and sharper. Confusion flickered across Tara’s face, then panic. She went completely pale, then her cheeks turned bright red under all the cameras and microphones.

“You’re still lying to me?” Zach’s voice was low, but the anger in his eyes was impossible to miss.

“You knew from the very beginning the child was sick. You never planned to keep it. You used this as a way to frame Reese and turn me against her.”

He walked over, standing tall over Tara’s hospital bed. The disappointment and fury in his eyes made her shrink back.

“Were you happy when you saw me go after Reese, cutting off Ramos Corporation for you?

“Did you think that once I broke things off with him, everything would be perfect? That you’d finally get to be Mrs. Wiles?

“In just thirty minutes, Iron Financial’s stock dropped three percent. That’s almost two hundred million dollars gone, Tara. Do you really think you can handle the fallout from this?

“Tara, we’re done. Iron Financial is ending all business with the Ramos family.”

“No, Zach, you can’t do this.” Tara grabbed onto his pants leg, her eyes desperate and pleading. “You said you’d love me forever. You promised you’d give me a home.”