Chapter 3

"Oh my God, this woman is next-level! In the property division column, she actually wrote that she'd voluntarily give up everything!"

"If I were a man, I might've fallen for it too."

"Serena is amazing! If it weren't for her, Don Marco's De Luca family empire might really have been eaten alive by this woman, piece by piece."

Serena looked into the camera:

"This is a very advanced form of emotional control."

"But men aren't fools. Eventually they'll see through it."

"And when that happens, everything she scammed out of him will be taken back one way or another."

"The ladies in my stream would never resort to tactics like these."

"But we have to learn to recognize them—so we can step in when a man is being blindsided."

"That's the only way to protect truly healthy relationships."

The link to the "Emotional Manipulation Recognition Trial Course" sold out instantly.

Combined with last time's sales, Serena had made close to ten million off my case.

The comment section was ecstatic.

"This case was so satisfying to watch. She thought she could go up against Serena? Dream on."

"Bet she didn't see that coming! Thought she'd walk away with a fortune, and Don Marco actually signed."

"Am I the only one who thinks Don Marco and Serena have amazing chemistry?"

"Obviously! Don Marco built Serena's streaming platform for her, and the De Luca team handled all the early promotion."

"Especially the two cases that made Serena famous—both were provided by Don Marco!"

"Isn't that the definition of 'when you love someone, you elevate her'?"

Serena couldn't help covering her mouth as she smiled.

"Oh stop, you guys. Don't read into it. Boss and I are strictly a business relationship."

"A business relationship makes it even better! Power-couple energy."

"Right? Way better than the woman at home who just plays victim and guilt-trips everyone."

"I found that woman's info! Don't let her off the hook!"

"Oh no!"

Serena acted as though she'd just realized what happened, scrambling to blur out my name and address.

"Don't do that, everyone! It's my fault—I was careless for a moment."

"Serena is literally too kind."

"No way. Serena can forgive her, but we can't! Sisters, charge!"

Serena lowered her head, but the corner of her mouth quietly curved upward.

Then, the very next second—

A link appeared in the stream chat.

Someone clicked it.

The comments were instantly flooded with question marks.

"What is this? Is this Serena drugging that woman's soup?"

"Wait... Serena caused her miscarriage? She wasn't faking it!"

"Oh my God, is this real?"

Serena's face went white.

"I'm sorry, everyone. Someone is spreading malicious rumors in the chat."

She frantically ordered her moderator to delete the comment with the link.

But the post the link led to had already surged past hundreds of thousands of views.

On my end—

I let out a cold laugh.

Marco always told me I didn't need to watch out for Serena.

He said she was his most trusted subordinate, that she'd served the De Luca family for years and would never betray his household.

But I'd installed hidden cameras in the house anyway.

The footage of Serena spiking my soup was captured in crystal-clear detail.

The door was suddenly thrown open.

Marco marched in with a sobbing Serena, heading straight for me.

His first words were:

"You posted that?"