Chapter 4

• Scarlett's POV
• The next day, I got a video from Marcella.
• The background was the lounge at the wedding reception.
• She was wearing that million-dollar wedding dress of mine, perched on Titus’s lap.
• They were making out like they couldn’t breathe without each other.
• She also sent a taunting message.
• "Thanks for making this happen! Titus says he only feels like a real man with me. You just sit there and watch us be happy!"
• I didn’t get mad. I actually laughed.
• Since she loves showing off so much...
• I’ll help her put on a bigger show.
• I fired up a livestream.
• I typed in the title, "Livestreaming my ex-fiancé and his mistress’s wedding—come send your blessings."
• I also posted the video Marcella sent.
• “Guys, I’ve got a show for you today,” I said.
• I smiled. “That clip was wild, right? The real fun’s coming.”
• “Let’s crash my scumbag ex and his homewrecker mistress’s wedding together!” I announced.
• Tens of thousands piled in within seconds.
• The chat exploded.
• "Cool. Is that video legit? That’s insane!"
• "We want the live scene!"
• Viewers skyrocketed.
• We shot straight to number one in rankings.
• I stood at the ballroom doors with my phone.
• The ceremony was just starting.
• Titus and Marcella stood center stage.
• Marcella had squeezed into that smaller wedding dress. It cut into her belly, leaving rolls.
• But she was grinning like the conquering queen.
• I kicked the doors open and beamed up at the two onstage.
• “Well, isn’t this lively?”
• I smiled. “Titus, congrats on the wedding.”
• Marcella’s face fell. She snatched the mic, pointed at me, and screamed:
• “Scarlett! You’ve got the nerve to show your face?”
• “Everyone, look!" she urged everyone. "It’s this woman!”
• “She dumped Titus for money and shacked up with some sugar daddy!” she screeched.
• “Shameless bitch!" a guest yelled. "Get out!”
• The guests erupted.
• “So it’s her! Pretty face, rotten heart!”
• “She’s crashing the wedding?" They were indignant. "Drag her out!”
• “Security!" someone called out. "Throw this crazy woman out!”
• Titus stood onstage, staring at me with pure disgust.
• “Scarlett, I gave you a chance. You blew it.”
• “I’m about to land the hundred-billion- dollar deal with Omega," he bragged. "Broke trash like you—get as far away as possible!”
• A few security guards rushed over, metal batons in hand.
• The chat went nuts.
• "So shameless! They’re turning it around on her!"
• "Scarlett, run! Don’t let them push you around!"
• I didn’t flinch. I dropped into the main seat at the head table.
• “A hundred-billion deal? You?" I laughed. "Keep dreaming.”
• Titus’s face went red. He shook with rage.
• “Someone! Throw this bitch out! Don’t fuck up my wedding!”
• A baton was just about to hit my shoulder, but then—
• Bang!
• The ballroom doors burst open.
• Over a hundred burly men charged in…