Maeve didn't give Austin a chance to interrupt.
"Let's talk about those marriages. Your first wife supported you through school before you even graduated."
"When you needed her money, it was ‘honey' this and ‘sweetheart' that. The second you got your diploma, you filed for divorce."
Her gaze stayed steady.
"Your second wife had it worse. When you were trying to make it in the city, she gave you connections, resources—everything."
"And because she gave birth to a daughter, your whole family pressured her to drown the baby. Looks like that obsession with sons really is a proud family tradition."
The chat stuttered, then surged again.
Maeve continued, voice almost conversational.
"Your third wife taught you how to do livestream sales. She took you from broke nobody to a top streamer worth hundreds of millions. She's the kind of person fate drops into your life once."
"But none of them could compete with the woman outside your marriage—Spirit Caller."
She let the name hang.
"Austin Wright—you didn't come into my livestream for a reading. You came here to smash my room for your mistress. That was the real point, wasn't it?"
The room went nuclear.
Austin and Spirit Caller?
That scandal hit like a bomb.
Austin's face finally cracked. "Say one more word and I'll sue you for defamation."
Maeve didn't rush. She simply posted an image on-screen.
A photo of Austin and Spirit Caller wrapped around each other, intimate, unmistakable.
It was a screenshot Maeve had pulled from Austin's private account space—somewhere normal people couldn't access.
For Maeve, it had been effortless.
Both Austin and Spirit Caller were big names on the platform. No one had imagined they had this kind of connection.
Austin's phone rang.

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