Instead, the room filled with the low, breathy sounds of men and women moaning.

Sylvia froze, thinking maybe she was hearing things. But when she spun around, she realized the giant screen really was showing a scene straight out of a late- night cable show-explicit, and way too real.

And the stars of the show? None other than Bridget and... some tall, dark-skinned jock from the football team.

Wait, the guy wasn't even Caleb!

Or rather, it wasn't just Caleb.

Because in the next clip, the man swapped out for some blue-eyed, blond model type.

The whole minute-long video had so many different guys, Sylvia couldn't even keep count.

Off to the side, Bailey just slumped to the floor, still in her white lace gown, looking like she'd seen a ghost.

Her voice shook as she screamed, "Turn it off! Turn it off! This is all fake!"

But the big screen couldn't care less about her begging. It just kept rolling, exposing one jaw-dropping secret after another.

Turns out, Bridget was a serial thief. All those design projects she'd posted online and racked up fans for? Stolen from other people.

And the Simpson family? They'd been secretly using their ties with Rupert to line their own pockets, backstabbing him by investing with his rivals, and even taking bribes on the side.

another, the entire Simpson clan was getting dragged through the

queen of the ball,

"happily ever after" red carpet? Bridget didn't care about dignity

Please! I'm begging you, turn it off! For the sake of the

her, his voice cold. "Bridget, I threw out that bowl of chicken soup you made that day." His

his fists, his face stormy. He'd never imagined his

looked back at Bridget, towering

screen? Bridget's medical files from her time overseas- records of secret abortions she'd never bothered to hide,

doctor who

camera.

able to get pregnant again easily. This time, she wasn't pregnant at all. The miscarriage and all that blood? Faked. She forced me to go along

color as the truth hit her-Rupert had known

shook her

can't do this to me! I saved your life when you crashed your car, remember?

that so?" Rupert

right then, someone burst in through the side door. Hair tangled, face bruised,

a beeline for the stage

give me money, but you

abusive drunk! I'll

at

It was Freya!

she wore a ratty

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