The moment Elena saw the news flash across her screen, her heart dropped. She stared at the TV, her face pale as Ashley’s smug grin filled the screen.
The recording of Demitri’s betrayal and her confession about manipulating the fertilization process of the eggs—was now public knowledge. The whole world would know what they had done.
“That bitch!” Elena hissed, slamming the remote onto the coffee table. She whipped out her phone, her fingers shaking as she dialed Ashley’s number.
Ring.
Ring.
No answer.
“Of course she’s not picking up,” Elena muttered, her voice thick with fury. She threw herself onto the couch and typed out a scathing message.
“You think this is over? Think again, Ashley. You’re going to regret crossing me. You haven’t seen the worst of me yet.”
She hit send with a smug smile, certain the threat would make Ashley shake in her boots. But just as she leaned back, basking in her own arrogance, the door to the room flew open with a force that rattled the walls.
Demitri stormed in, his face contorted with rage.
Elena froze. She had expected him to be mad, but this? This was something else.
“Demitri!” she gasped, standing up quickly, trying to compose herself. “What’s going on? Why are you—”
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