Chapter 297: Aurora's Eyes Were Red and Swollen

Aurora's eyes were red and swollen, yet she managed to pull herself together. She straightened her posture. "Penelope, that's enough. Let's go." She was more than satisfied with how things had unfolded. There was no reason to stay any longer. Reporters were swarming toward them, closing in fast. Penelope had no choice but to help Aurora make a quick exit. They avoided all interviews. But articles about the incident exploded online almost instantly. (Grant Mercer Lied to the Entire World!) (Aurora Was Cheated Out of Her Money and Body!)

(Grant's Offshore Company Is a Sole Proprietorship, Involving Marital Fund Transfers!) (Aurora Slashed Her Wrist and Refused Treatment to Avoid Accusations!) The news spread like wildfire, shooting straight to the top of the headlines. The comment sections were flooded. (Did Grant Mercer deceive us all? Was Aurora actually wronged?) (That gentle, cheerful food lover endured so much pain these past few days. And she didn't deserve any of it!)

(Her heart must be shattered. The man she loved deeply turned out to be married. He cheated on her for so long! She was even terrified of attempting suicide, afraid people would accuse her of faking it.) (Grant is a complete monster! Sources say his offshore companies were set up behind Giselle's back. He must have been planning to divorce her. That's why he started moving the money!) (That's fraud! It's illegal! He can be sued!) (He stole a hundred million from Aurora! He belongs in jail!)

(Rumor has it Boss Sienna already filed a report. An investigation is underway!) The public opinion shifted dramatically. The tables had turned completely.

Meanwhile, inside the hospital room...

Giselle's eyes were red and swollen. She held her daughter tightly in her arms. Grant rushed to the bedside, frantic. "Giselle, darling, please believe me. It's all fabricated! Everything is fake! They doctored that recording." Slap! Giselle struck him hard across the face before he could finish. "Why?" she snarled. "Why did you do this? Why do you keep lying to me?!"

"Giselle, I—" Grant clutched his stinging cheek, trying to speak.

She grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him with force. "What about your offshore companies? How do you explain the suspicious activity in our joint account? You were planning to leave me, weren't you? You lied to steal my money, right?"

"Waa... Bad Daddy! Bad Daddy!" Their daughter ran toward Grant, hitting him with her small fists.

Instinctively, Grant shoved her away. She fell to the floor. Giselle's eyes burned with fury. She ripped the IV from her arm and scrambled off the bed to scoop up her child. She glared at Grant, her gaze sharp as daggers. "Grant Mercer, are you even human? I had my youth and my career back then. I believed your sweet words and gave up everything to marry you!"

"Whenever you needed money or anything else, I went to my parents and got it for you. I gave you my all to support you. And this is how you repay me? This is how you treat our daughter?!"

"Enough! Shut up! Don't you dare mention your parents again! I'm sick of it." Grant's eyes turned venomous. "Do you really think you're blameless for the state of our marriage? Yes, you were perfect back then. But I was already a vice president when I married you. Just because my family isn't as wealthy as yours doesn't mean I deserve your constant condescension!"