Chapter 797

No.1

Evelyn Sinclair listened quietly, fingertips gliding across her phone screen.

"I've known for years he had a mistress and even fathered a son." Scarlet suddenly grasped Evelyn's hand. "I'm so sorry for suspecting you before..."

"It's alright." Evelyn squeezed her icy fingers. "Right now, evidence is what matters most."

"But even with proof, it might not hold up in court." Scarlet's eyes dimmed. "My lawyer says the real battle will be over asset division..."

"Scarlet," Evelyn met her gaze directly, "do you trust me?"

Scarlet froze.

This seemingly delicate young woman had a steadiness in her eyes that inexplicably inspired confidence.

No.2

"I trust you!" The words burst from her lips.

Evelyn nodded, raising her phone. "I've already posted the office footage online. Your face is blurred."

"What?" Scarlet's eyes widened. "Didn't you give it to the police?"

"The police have their methods. I have mine." A faint smile touched Evelyn's lips. "Occupational hazard for journalists."

She'd anticipated Nigel's moves. The hidden camera in her bag, the photos on her phone—enough to make that arrogant man choke on his pride.

"Evelyn..." Scarlet's voice cracked. "Winwell Ventures will have your share too."

"Helping you helps myself." Evelyn's expression remained calm. "Just trust me and follow my lead."

No.3

Scarlet hesitated. "But will Horizon Media allow this? Nigel is one of their major sponsors..."

"Not through Horizon." Evelyn's lips curved. "My personal account."

That account with barely a dozen followers.

Duan Sheli: [Today witnessed a manufacturing tycoon assaulting his wife of twenty years—the woman who helped build his empire. Abusers need no reason. Police report filed. Received threats. If anything happens to me, this post stands as evidence.]

The attached video clearly showed Nigel Norton's snarling face.

Though her follower count was small, those dozen "casual fans" were anything but ordinary—they were Bianca White's devotees who'd followed Evelyn after the film studio incident.

The moment the post went live, Bianca's fan groups exploded.

No.4

Their beloved journalist sister threatened? Unacceptable!

Within an hour, hashtags like #TonggowanCEOAbuse trended. Nigel's dirty laundry got aired publicly, and his company's stock hit the limit-down.

Outfoxed at his own game, he clutched his liver in fury.

"Can we really win?"

Scarlet Archer's fingers flew across her tablet screen, the glow illuminating her pale face.

The hotel suite was dim, curtains drawn tight with only a few wall lamps casting amber light.

The PR storm ignited by Bianca White's fans had long surpassed entertainment industry gossip.

No.5

Capital, marriage, violence, betrayal—these keywords spread like wildfire across the internet.

["Modern-day Benedict Arnold! His wife built his empire, now he kicks her to the curb?"]

["That slap in the video made my blood run cold. This is a so-called successful man?"]

["Ladies remember—a man's first priority after getting rich is trading in his wife."]

["A CEO of a publicly traded company with this temperament? SEC should investigate!"]

["Stay safe, reporter girl. We're all watching."]

Scarlet's fingertip paused on one comment:

No.6

["If we don't speak for others today, no one will speak for us tomorrow."]

Her eyes burned suddenly.

"Public opinion still favors us." She looked up at the figure by the window.

Evelyn Sinclair stood before the floor-to-ceiling glass, city lights twinkling behind her.

A long-cold coffee cup rested in her hands as she gazed at the financial district skyline.

"Nigel Norton is counterattacking."

Scarlet switched screens to reveal vicious comments:

No.7

["Heard this woman caused scenes at his office. She deserved it."]

["Trying to take half his fortune? I'd hit her too."]

["Modern women want money, power, and men groveling at their feet."]

The cruelest one read:

["Spare the rod, spoil the wife. Disobedient women need discipline."]