Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Chapter 333 The Gala Scandal

The ballroom fell into stunned silence.

No one moved.

Hundreds of guests stared at the towering LED screens as Samantha’s face drained of every trace of color.

Then panic exploded across her features.

"No!"

She shoved through the crowd, nearly knocking over a cocktail table as she sprinted toward the audiovisual booth.

"Turn it off!" she screamed.

"That’s fake! It’s AI! None of it’s real!"

Her voice cracked into hysteria.

The elegant, poised physician everyone had admired only minutes ago was gone.

In her place stood a desperate woman unraveling before an audience of America’s wealthiest families, hospital executives, university presidents, and media figures.

Ironically, the harder she fought...

...the more convinced everyone became that the videos were genuine.

Whispers spread through the ballroom like wildfire.

"So all those plagiarism accusations were true?"

"I heard she got kicked out of her doctoral program overseas."

"My God..."

"She destroyed her research advisor’s career?"

"I thought she was one of the brightest rising physicians in the country."

"Looks like she built that reputation on lies."

"And she had a child?"

A woman near the front covered her mouth.

"She abandoned a kid and came back pretending to be America’s perfect golden girl?"

Another guest shook his head.

"So sleeping her way through academia wasn’t enough."

"Now she was trying to marry into the Knight family."

Someone else lowered his champagne glass.

"If even half of this is true, she shouldn’t be anywhere near patients."

"What scares me most is that hospitals trusted her."

The criticism came from every direction.

Not loud.

Not dramatic.

Just cold.

Quiet.

Merciless.

Each whisper cut deeper than shouting ever could.

Samantha’s breathing became ragged.

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

Everything that had happened during her years overseas had been buried.

Hidden.

Erased.

No one was ever supposed to find out.

Yet tonight—

Every secret had been stripped bare in front of the country’s most influential people.

Hospital CEOs.

Medical school deans.

Investment firms.

Foundation boards.

Journalists.

Her career...

Her reputation...

Her entire future...

Was dying in real time.

Across the ballroom, Ethan stood frozen.

Disbelief hardened into disgust.

This...

This was the woman he had once planned to marry.

The thought alone made his jaw tighten.

His expression darkened.

Samantha turned desperately toward Ryan.

Tears streamed down her face.

"Ryan..."

"You know me."

"You have to know this isn’t real."

"It’s AI."

"Someone edited everything."

"You believe me... don’t you?"

Ryan finally looked at her.

His expression never changed.

"Do I?"

His calm voice echoed through the silent ballroom.

At that exact moment—

The screen changed again.

A private suite.

A luxury hotel room.

A cellphone had been propped against a lamp, recording.

The camera captured Samantha walking into frame.

On the sofa lay a young man.

His pupils were unfocused.

A syringe dangled loosely from his hand.

He was obviously impaired.

Samantha approached him.

She smiled into the camera.

Then softly called his name.

The man looked up sluggishly before grabbing her wrist and pulling her onto the couch.

The room erupted.

Several guests immediately looked away.

Others stared in complete disbelief.

No explanation was necessary.

The woman in the recording...

Was Samantha.

And the man...

Appeared to be under the influence of illegal narcotics.

"No!"

Samantha shrieked.

"Turn it off!"

"It’s fake!"

"Every second of it is fake!"

Before anyone else could react—

Crash!

A porcelain coffee cup shattered against the marble floor.

Evelyn Cooper rose from her table, trembling with fury.

"What kind of garbage is this?"

She pointed her cane toward the screen.

"Who put this filth on?"

Not far away...

Grayson Cooper slowly stood.

The color drained from his face.

His heartbeat pounded violently in his ears.

He had attended tonight’s gala for one reason—

And then...

There was the child.

Something about tonight felt even darker than she’d imagined.

Ryan finally spoke again.

His voice was calm enough to freeze the room.

"Evelyn..."

"Why are you so upset?"

Everyone looked toward him.

His gaze shifted lazily to the Cooper family.

"I’d think tonight would be a celebration."

The ballroom grew eerily quiet.

Ryan smiled faintly.

"Congratulations."

"You’ve just discovered you have a great-grandson."

Silence.

Absolute silence.

Samantha’s eyes widened in terror.

Ryan continued.

"The little boy from the earlier photos."

"He should be about six years old now."

"He’s living right here in New York."

"Seems like congratulations are in order."

Grayson’s entire body stiffened.

Then memory crashed into him.

Years ago...

A woman had come looking for him.

Pregnant.

He’d barely remembered her.

Back then he’d been partying constantly, sleeping with countless women.

He’d handed her a black credit card without even asking questions.

"Get an abortion."

"Keep it."

"I don’t care."

He’d never expected to see her again.

Now...

That face.

It was Samantha.

Evelyn Cooper’s expression hardened instantly.

She didn’t hesitate.

"Our family will never recognize that child."

Her voice carried across the ballroom.

"We’re not taking responsibility for some affair that happened years ago."

She shot Samantha a look filled with contempt.

"If she thought getting pregnant would buy her way into this family, she was sadly mistaken."

"The Cooper family won’t be manipulated."

"Whatever happens to her now..."

"That’s her problem."

Everyone understood exactly what Evelyn was doing.

She was cutting Samantha loose.

Completely.

Publicly.

Irrevocably.

In America’s old-money circles, reputation was currency.

And tonight...

Samantha had become bankrupt.