Chapter 432

The entertainment industry's grandest gala was being broadcast live under a sky full of twinkling stars.

The banquet hall glittered with celebrities, each meticulously styled under the flashing camera lights.

Evelyn Roland remained confined near the greenroom, watching Isabella Langley's award acceptance through the wall-mounted television screen.

Scarlett Orlando claimed the Best Actress trophy once again, and Evelyn felt genuine happiness for her friend.

But the night's real drama was just beginning.

As Isabella stood bathed in the spotlight, no one suspected she was moments away from her life's greatest upheaval.

The live stream's comment section erupted.

[Isabella's look tonight is divine! That gown makes her look like an actual goddess!]

[Drop the dress link! I need it NOW!]

Scarlett's fans quickly retaliated.

[How does a gold-digging hack like Isabella deserve this? Scarlett's the real talent here!]

[Word is Isabella uses stand-ins for every scene and can't even memorize lines. And she wins awards for this?]

Onstage, Isabella cradled her trophy with a radiant smile.

She smirked inwardly—her father's bribes had paid off spectacularly.

Scarlett watched coldly from the audience before turning to the white-suited man beside her.

Lucien Valentine looked devastatingly handsome in his ivory tuxedo.

"Justice arrives tonight," Scarlett murmured.

Lucien's icy gaze remained fixed on Isabella.

"Let the world see her for what she truly is."

As the host announced the classic film retrospective segment, the giant screen flickered to life—and gasps filled the room.

The speakers pulsed with unmistakable moans.

"Warren...harder..."

"Adrian Valentine could never satisfy you like this, could he?"

Dead silence.

Scarlett and Lucien exchanged stunned glances.

This wasn't the evidence they'd prepared.

The live stream exploded.

[NUCLEAR TEA! Isabella's cheating!]

[Adrian got played!]

[Hollywood's messiest scandal yet!]

The bombshells kept coming.

The screen now showed a diamond-ringed hand sliding a card across a table.

"Take this. Lucien's car will pass here at..."

Isabella's voice rang out crystal clear.

The audience erupted.

A sea of shocked expressions spread through the star-studded crowd.

Onstage, Isabella stood frozen—her face drained of all color.