He Married Another So I Accepted My Arranged Husband Chapter 19
I switched off the tablet and let out a long, slow breath.
The truth always comes out.
And those who do wrong always pay the price.
I just hadn’t expected Salvatore to confess in front of so many witnesses, or for the company to collapse so quickly.
I sat down at my computer, organized the photos, appointment records, and wedding footage, and forwarded them to advisers on both the Conti and Bellandi sides.
I wanted every allied Family that had heard the false story to see the full truth. I also wanted the news outlets and social media accounts that had spread the lies to issue corrections.
Just then, my phone rang.
It was the Conti adviser I had retained before leaving New York.
“Indigo, Talia Moretti tore up the settlement agreement we sent her.”
“She says she won’t pay a penny of the fifty thousand, and she’s still insisting that everything that happened at the wedding was your fault.”
I had expected as much.
I had wanted to leave her a sliver of dignity.
It seemed I had overestimated her.
“Then apply for an internal arbitration between the families.”
“I have a video of her damaging the wedding dress. I’ll send it to you now.”
After she and Salvatore had left that day, I had picked up the pearls from the floor.
One was missing. I couldn’t find it anywhere.
Then I had carefully folded the dress.
Finally, I had pulled the surveillance footage from the apartment’s security system and saved the entire sequence to my phone—from the moment she tried on the dress to the moment she used a blade hidden between her fingers to slice the gold thread.
That video proved more than the fifty-thousand-dollar value of a dress.
It proved Talia had planned it all, and that every word she’d spoken in front of those witnesses had been a calculated lie.