The moment my words ended, the scene in the video suddenly changed. Dylan Monroe was with another foster bride, tangled together.
"You're amazing. I love you so much. You're the only woman for me. Actually, at the orphanage, the first time I met you, I fell madly in love with you. You're my everything."
This scene left everyone present with their jaws hanging open. At first, everyone thought Dylan Monroe had only been involved with Grace Chen. They never imagined he'd been with all the foster brides.
"Oh my god, Dylan Monroe has conquered all of the foster brides. My worldview is completely shattered."
"Wasn't Dylan Monroe supposed to be an innocent boy? How could he do this? Who knew he was secretly this wild?"
Everyone whispered among themselves, while Dylan Monroe at this moment simply wanted to die.
"Please, I'm begging you to turn off the video." Dylan Monroe cried and pleaded. "I admit the private photos of you were released by me. Everything was done by me. I'll take the blame. I'll take it all. You can punish me however you want. I just beg you to turn off the video."
Hearing this, the corner of my mouth lifted slightly. After being suppressed for so many days, in this moment I finally released my anger.
"Dylan, now you should know what it feels like to have your privacy publicly exposed. Right now you know to admit your mistakes. Where were you before you publicly released my private photos in front of everyone? Did you think about my feelings? Today is my birthday. My father, all my relatives and friends are here. Even my fiancée is here. You publicly released my private photos in front of all the people I love most. How vicious do you have to be to do something so conscienceless? Now you feel ashamed. Now you feel humiliated. Only when the knife stabs you, do you finally feel the pain? Too late. Keep playing it. The final important scene hasn't been shown yet."
The final important scene was naturally the intimate footage of Elena Monroe and Dylan Monroe. The two of them always claimed to be biological siblings. You could imagine, once the video was released, how massive the impact would be.
Elena Monroe seemed to realize what exactly the important scene I mentioned was. So she stepped forward coldly. "Sebastian, that's enough. Stop here."
I slapped Elena Monroe across the face.
"Elena Monroe. What right do you have to demand I stop?" I looked coldly at Elena Monroe's elegant phoenix eyes. No more admiration in my gaze. No more heartache either. Instead, there was uncontainable rage. "You clearly knew everything was Dylan Monroe's doing, but you still wanted to cover for him. You never thought about my feelings at all. You never thought about how those photos and videos being publicly released would affect me. In your eyes, there's only Dylan Monroe. You only want to protect Dylan Monroe. Because you've never considered my feelings, so why should I consider yours?"
At this point, I couldn't help but laugh. "So, Elena Monroe. Enjoy this grand gift that I've saved for you at the end. This is what you deserve."
Elena Monroe looked unsteady on her feet, trembling as she stepped back. "Sebastian—"
But before she could finish, a shocked cry suddenly erupted from the crowd.
"Oh my god, is that girl in the video Elena Monroe? Elena Monroe and Dylan Monroe, aren't they biological siblings? How could they?"
"This pair of siblings is so disgusting. This is clearly incest."
"Sebastian Sinclair is so tragic. The seven foster brides he raised are all such ungrateful wretches?"
The video played to the end. Elena Monroe's and Dylan Monroe's faces indeed appeared. They held each other tightly, kissing passionately. This scene simply shattered everyone's worldview. The guests present erupted in waves.
Some with straightforward personalities couldn't stand it and directly threw their wine glasses at Dylan Monroe.
"Shameless. You even seduced your own sister. Absolutely disgraceful."
"The Sinclair family kindly adopted you, and you did everything in your power to seduce the foster brides of the young master of the Sinclair family, and secretly released the young master's private photos. This man is absolutely revolting."
As people spoke, they grabbed food from the tables and furiously threw it at Dylan Monroe. Dylan Monroe, like a criminal being paraded through the streets in ancient times, was quickly pelted until he was bloody.
He instinctively opened his mouth to cry out to Elena Monroe for help. "Sister, save me."
But Elena Monroe was no longer like before, rushing to protect Dylan Monroe. She looked at Dylan Monroe coldly, without saying a word.
Dylan Monroe crawled, crying, to Elena Monroe. "Sister, didn't you say you'd always protect me? From childhood to now, we've always been together. We've never been apart. Sister, I'm begging you. Help me. I know you definitely won't abandon me."
Dylan Monroe clutched Elena Monroe's slender, straight legs, pleading desperately. But this time, in Elena Monroe's eyes as she looked at Dylan Monroe, there was no connection left. She looked down at Dylan Monroe from above, then coldly kicked Dylan Monroe away.
"You still remember that from childhood, it was always me protecting you." She stared at Dylan Monroe, the pain in her eyes absolutely not an act. "Dylan Monroe, I was so good to you. But how did you repay me?"