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I clutched my phone, my fingertips trembling, a cold dread settling deep within me.
The elevator shot straight up to the 28th floor, the presidential suite, the light at the door blinding.
I hid in the shadows of the corridor, watching as they exchanged hushed words and tossed a document into the mailbox at the door.
Once the door closed, I rushed over, snatching up the envelope marked "Top Secret Agreement," my heart racing as I pressed record.
Opening the first page, I was met with stark letters: Surrogacy Agreement.
Party A: Shen Yichen, Party B: Su Wanqing.
The contents of the agreement were filled with cold clauses, the last one cutting like a blade:
"Party B shall only provide reproductive services; the child conceived shall have no blood relation to Party A. All medical expenses shall be borne by Party A. Party B must not disclose any details of this agreement. Any breach will result in all consequences being borne by Party B."
My mind exploded with shock, cold sweat soaking my back.
The child isn't Shen Yichen's? This entire farce was calculated from the start?
Damn it, this was a huge revelation.
I gripped the document tightly, my jaw clenched, holding my breath as I pressed against the door, my phone still recording.
Voices faintly drifted from inside. Shen Yichen said, "Have Lin Yue sign the documents tomorrow; I'll handle the rest."
Su Wanqing laughed unabashedly, "Let her never lift her head again; it's worse than death."
I could no longer contain myself; the feelings of grievance, anger, and despair surged into a bitter rage.
These people had treated me from beginning to end as nothing but a scapegoat, a backdrop, a joke.
But now, they had overlooked the most crucial part of their scheme.
The great "Shen Yichen" values a man's pride over his life; he truly dares to expose his own disgrace to the entire internet?
I felt a chill run through my body, my teeth chattering.
The air was thick with the taste of rust, and my heartbeat pounded against my eardrums.
The corridor was empty on that rainy night, with only the sound of my footsteps echoing like drums, striking against my chest.
I stared at the agreement, my vision sharpening with clarity.
The previous feelings of embarrassment, shame, and despair transformed into blades in that moment.
This agreement—was the key to my counterattack.
Once revealed, all their "evidence" would be exposed to the light like garbage.
I suddenly laughed, a grin that made my gums ache.
Su Wanqing, you will soon learn what true hell feels like in this game.
I tightened my grip on my phone; the recording continued.
Time ticked away second by second as the door at the end of the corridor slowly opened, revealing a man's silhouette.
I clutched the file tightly and hurriedly stepped back in the opposite direction, my palms slick with cold sweat.
On my phone, a new notification popped up: "Lin Yue's scandal of premarital pregnancy escalates; Shen Family responds to allegations of fabrication..."
I forced a smile and turned off the screen, shoving the agreement and recording deep into my bag.
A grand drama of hidden truths among the wealthy was about to unfold.
In the distance behind me, I could hear Su Wanqing's voice calling out.
I didn't look back as I plunged into the night and the rain, a single thought echoing in my mind:
Their game is over. Now, it's my turn.
At four in the morning, the rain still hadn't stopped; the sky seemed to have torn open.
I took a shortcut and dashed into my rented room, panting heavily as I slammed the heavy contract down on the counter.
My fingers tightened around my phone, veins throbbing with anger.
This time, it was their turn to face the scandal.
I crouched under the dim light, the cold wind and damp rain stubbornly clinging to my hair and the edges of my clothes.
On WeChat, insults flooded in waves—
“Lin Yue get out of the entertainment industry!”
“Hypocritical white lotus!”
I watched coldly, clicking into the backend, where the live streaming app lay at the center of the screen.
I tossed the mop into a corner and found a backup account, changing the profile picture to an anonymous black cat.
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