Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception novel Chapter 62

However, Melody shot up and spoke on Leo’s behalf.

“This call record states that someone from Leo’s mansion has called that girl.

Not Leo! This record means nothing.

It can be anyone, a guard, a staff member etc. …”

Her logical reasoning was like the last straw to my patience, I had anticipated this outcome while planning. Leo was worshiped blindly, so his fans wouldn’t believe me easily.

So, when a cheater like Melody pointed out her finger at me, I lost it.

“You are wrongly accusing Leo to hide your sin, Laura. You were found in a hotel suite with Henry Green, a person who helped you to establish this thriving business in this city.”

Her statement broke all the bounds of media persons’ queries, they were cruel with their words’ choices.

“Are you still sleeping with Henry Green?

Is he Jane’s father?

So, was that blog true?

Are you dating three men?”

The intensity of ablaze emotional rage shook my body, burning my insides. I held my head high and introduced my trump card in the game.

“As I promised that I will answer all your queries, please welcome Henry Green. He has joined us today.”

All heads turned towards the double doors of the hall as my brother walked inside, his regal figure overpowered that lousy crowd.

Taking long strides, he moved elegantly and climbed the stairs of the stage. He came to the mic, racing my heart. I was extremely nervous as he said,

“I am Henry Green from Green Cooperation. And for the sake of the freedom of press, I will reveal my family secret here.”

Wrapping his arm around my shoulders, Henry smiled and announced proudly.

“Meet Faye Green, the youngest daughter of the Green family, and my little sister. I am the uncle of her little girl.”

“What?”

A chorus of startled gasps reverberated in the hall, followed by the flashes of camera. The entire audience was dumbstruck by this uncanny revelation. Henry’s simple yet detailed statement cleared my name in a split second, restoring my honor.

I loved the victorious smile disappearing from Leo’s face!

I took a step closer to the mic, my voice unwavering, slicing through the noise. “A lie? Then why don’t we ask the hospital where the child was delivered? Or perhaps Leo’s old neighbors, who witnessed his behavior firsthand? Everything I’ve just said is backed by evidence.”

“Leo Martin,” I said, my voice steady but charged with emotion, “you are a fraud, a liar, and a coward. You can’t bury the truth any longer.”

Henry, standing beside me, gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze. His steady presence strengthened me as I continued.

“And as for Melody,” I added, my glare fixed on her trembling figure, “you’ve spent years covering for him, enabling his atrocities. You’re no better.”

Henry stepped forward, his calm voice cutting through the chaos. “My sister’s story is one of resilience and justice. She has nothing to hide, unlike those who thought they could bury their sins.”

Tears welled in my eyes as I turned to him, and in that moment. He smiled down at me, and I knew he had my back—not just as a brother, but as someone who believed in me when no one else did.

"No! You don’t have any evidence!" Melody shrieked, her voice tinged with desperation. "It’s impossible for you to find anything—I handled everything ..."

Her crazed laughter echoed through the hall, but then, as if a switch had flipped, it abruptly ceased. The realization of her slip-up dawned on her, and her face drained of color.

I met her wide, panicked eyes with a cold, calculated smile.

"Oh, really?" I said, my voice dripping with icy confidence. "Then, by all means, let’s take a look at the screen, shall we?"