"That's more like it." Darian's cold voice came through.
Just then, the assistant quickly stepped forward and spoke in front of the livestream, “Miss Barren’s account balance has been updated. A large deposit just came through."
Darian frowned and looked at me. "Where did you get the money?"
I sneered and replied coldly, "None of your business."
Liora, nestled in Darian’s arms, seemed to be mocking me for overestimating myself. In a delicate voice, she nudged Darian and said, “Mr. Vale, you better be careful. What if Whitney is using your money?”
While soothing Liora, Darian sneered and warned me coldly, “Whitney, I’ve already filed a notarized declaration. We no longer share any financial ties. If you borrowed money from the bank or anywhere else under my name, I suggest you return it immediately. You won’t be able to touch a cent of the Vale Family’s money. If there’s any illegal borrowing, I’ll personally send you to prison.”
I let out a bitter laugh. So this was the so-called perfect marriage, the so-called true love I had once believed in.
Looking at the two of them in front of me, I replied calmly, “Don’t worry. I don’t want your money.”
The livestream audience was eagerly watching the drama unfold. Some were constantly asking how much money I actually had left.
Darian signaled his assistant to sync my account balance to the stream.
I knew my current balance was enough to sustain a full night of virtual carnivals. That number might be something even Darian had never seen before.
I turned away and began gathering my things, thinking everything was finally coming to an end. Suddenly, Darian’s voice rang out again.
“What's wrong? Are you too embarrassed to face anyone? Are you trying to run away?”
As I wondered why Darian would say such a thing, he signaled his bodyguards to pin me down in front of the livestream.
On the screen, my bank balance displayed a large, glaring zero.
The livestream’s heat surged once again, even higher than when the video was first played.
However, the comments in the livestream were filled with mocking laughter this time.
There were even people specifically applying to join the call.
The mocking voices thundered into my ears like a storm.
“Are you really playing the role of a virtuous woman while being a kept woman? Did you think you were rich earlier, huh?”
“No need to put on such an act to stall for time, it’s so embarrassing.”
*The Elderglen Saintess may not have much, but she sure knows how to attract laughter. This is the loudest laugh I've had this year!”
Liora was laughing so hard that she could barely catch her breath.
She walked up to me, snatched a bracelet off her wrist and threw it on the ground.
The emerald bracelet, in excellent condition, shattered into two pieces on the floor.
This bracelet was the Elderglen heirloom I had received when I married Darian.
Liora had begged Darian for a long time before finally getting the bracelet into her hands.
“Whitney, here’s your bracelet back. Oh no, what a shame. It accidentally got broken.”
“Whitney, I know you won’t blame me. Let me compensate you with some money. After all, money is probably what you need the most right now.”
She stepped on the broken bracelet and pulled out a wad of cash from her wallet, flinging it right at my face.
Liora used a lot of force, so the sharp corners of the bills cut my face.
Seeing me like that only made her laugh even harder, like a flower shaking in the wind.
“Why aren’t you picking it up? Didn’t you say yourself that an Elderglen Saintess shouldn’t be humiliated like this? Then hurry up and pick up the money. You might be able to stop a couple more photos from being sold!”
Darian stood nearby, watching Liora with indulgence.
I feel a dizzy rush to my head. ‘Is there really no way out of this?’
