Chapter 1

At my male friend Daniel's engagement party, his phone suddenly got ninety-nine extremely explicit videos.

He freaked out, wanting to delete them, but his fiancée, Scarlett, snatched the phone right out of his hand.

Scarlett had always seen me as a thorn in her side, convinced there was something inappropriate going on between Daniel and me.

I never thought that during the climax of the ring exchange ceremony, she would force me to connect my phone to the big screen.

I broke out in a sweat, desperately holding down the screen mirroring button and trying to dissuade her.

"Scarlett, these videos really can't be played..."

But Scarlett's face twisted with venomous resentment, and she shoved me hard in front of all the guests.

"Now you care this? When you were busy seducing my fiancé, why didn't you ever consider what a day like this would bring?!"

"Today, I'm going to make all our friends see how much of a slut you really are in bed!"

I froze.

But the main characters in those videos were clearly you and Daniel.

At Daniel and Scarlett's engagement party, I was about to hit play, ready to display their "Our Love Story" slideshow.

Suddenly, Scarlett snatched the mouse from the table and smirked at all the guests.

"Today, on this wonderful occasion, on behalf of the Davies family, I invite everyone to enjoy something truly special!"

Before I could react, she operated the screen mirroring and directly opened a deeply hidden folder on the desktop.

I recognized that folder instantly.

It was the "Private Collection" that Daniel, due to a cloud sync error, had accidentally uploaded to my work computer three days ago.

Both Daniel and I, who were working late, had been startled by it.

Daniel's face went ghost-white, and he practically begged me on his knees to delete the folder.

At the time, I just assumed it was some inappropriate videos he'd downloaded from the internet, and I didn't think much of it.

Watching Scarlett's finger about to click, I rushed forward like a madwoman, trying to stop her.

"Don't click it! Please! These videos really can't be played!"

I tried to make my voice sound earnest, even though I was already worried.

"The stuff in that folder, it really shouldn't be seen."

"There are so many family members and esteemed guests here; let's not make a complete fool of ourselves."

"Just give me the phone, and we can talk backstage, okay?"

Scarlett laughed.

"Embarrassing?"

"You didn't feel embarrassed when you were seducing my man, did you?"

She turned to face the guests, her eyes filled with a crazed glint.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since Cassidy doesn't want you to see it, I'm going to make sure you all see it crystal clear!"

"Let's all see just how utterly shameless this woman, who usually pretends to be so innocent, really gets in bed!"

The bridesmaids in the audience started to jeer and egg her on.

"Yeah! Don't be a coward!"

"Play it! I want to hear what kind of sounds a bitch like her makes!"

In the corner, I saw Daniel.

The groom, who should have been standing up, was hiding behind a champagne-colored pillar.

His face was pale, and he was trembling like a leaf, his hand clamped over his mouth, not daring to make a sound.

My heart sank.

Scarlett didn't give me any chance to explain.

She slammed down the Enter key.

The big screen instantly lit up.

The first video began to play.

The light was dim, and the camera was shaking violently.

Loud, suggestive moans and gasps that made everyone uncomfortable echoed from the speakers.

There were only two overlapping, blurry figures in the frame.

The entire hall erupted in murmurs.

Scarlett pointed at the figures on the screen, a cold smirk on her face.

"Everyone, look closely!"

"Whose figure could that be if not Cassidy's?"

"Daniel told me before that some women are just so trashy, they'll practically give themselves away for free!"

I looked at the blurry figure on the screen.

Was that my back?

If I tried to refute her now, she'd just release more.

I could only grit my teeth, enduring the scornful glances from others.

"That's not me."

I offered a weak denial.

Scarlett didn't listen.

"Not you? Then who the hell is it, a ghost?"

"Cassidy, the evidence is undeniable, and you still want to deny it?"

"It seems one video isn't enough to make you give up."

Her finger slid the mouse again.

"Then let's have something even more thrilling!"

"This next one, let's see you try to talk your way out of this one!"

Scarlett clicked on the second video file.

This time, the light was much brighter.

The scene shifted; it was no longer a blurry hotel room.

The background showed two massive ornate pillars, and a rose-covered feature wall.

The entire hall instantly went wild.

Someone gasped loudly:

"Hey? Isn't that Daniel and Scarlett's new house?"

"I've been to their place; Scarlett had those pillars custom-made!"

"Oh my god, Cassidy and Daniel were actually hooking up on their bed!"