Flash Marriage to a Stunning CEO (Alistair and Richard)

Chapter 121 The Video Went Viral

Caroline: [Hon, are you home yet?]

If there were ever a competition for Best Husband of the Year, Alistair would win it without even breaking a sweat.

Unlike the kind of men who go out of their way to hide where they'd been, Alistair made it a point to report his every move to Caroline, down to the minute.

When he dropped Eloise off at school in the morning, he'd shoot Caroline a message the second he got home: [Babe, I'm back.]

If he headed out to practice driving, he'd text: [Babe, I'm going to the track.]

And when it was time to pick Eloise up again in the afternoon, of course, another update.

He never saw it as a burden. To him, this was what it meant to be a family.

Caroline, swamped with back-to-back meetings and an endless pile of contracts, would still take a moment to glance at his messages. They were never anything important—just little status updates. And yet, without fail, they made her smile, no matter how exhausted she was.

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She signed the last page and Instinctively reached for her phone to check what she always called Alistair's play-by-play updates But weirdly, nothing. Ten full minutes, and still no text.

Which was weird. He never forgot.

Maybe he'd taken Eloise somewhere. Alistair sometimes stopped by the bookstore after school to pick up comics for her.

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Curious, Caroline tapped out a quick text. A reply came almost

instantly.

Alistair: [Still out, babe. Got delayed watching some drama unfold on the street.]

A second later, a video popped up. She tapped to play it, and within seconds was watching chaos erupt onscreen-people shouting, limbs flailing, a real mess.

Her brows lifted. "Huh."

Caroline and Alistair were clearly cut from the same cloth. She watched the whole thing, a glint of mischief sparking in her eyes. Then she rang for Julian.

He came in promptly, posture upright, face the picture of innocence. "Ms. Ashbourne, how can I help?"

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Caroline forwarded him the video and said, "I want this pushed out on every major platform. I want the whole world to see it."

Julian clicked the video open and winced hard.

Caroline narrowed her eyes. "Problem?"

"None at all!" he said, straight-faced-though the gleam in his eye and his barely concealed excitement betrayed him. "What title would you like me to use?"

Caroline took a sip of her coffee, cleared her throat, and then waved a hand. "Surprise me."

That was all the permission Julian needed. He practically sprinted

out of the room.

Within the hour, a clip titled Two Men Brawl in the Street Over a Woman was burning up the internet.

an update when a push notification popped up on his screen. He

he'd filmed on his burner account-barely a

knew exactly who was behind

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a

[Honey, this is my gift to

couldn't help but

Love it.

a new

He opened it.

drama script had passed the

round of competition.

it would make it all the way or get eliminated in the next round

he'd written it. The rest

six. That evening, the three of them-Caroline, Alistair, and Eloise-sat around the dinner table enjoying a warm meal, while

to be blocked by a nosy middle- aged woman. Another showed her

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do with the

was no

her.

her trash-accusing her of

washing her hands of it when things

messy.

her thrived off male rivalry, using it as

but the majority were piling

Cordelia weren't big on social media, but even they

a discreet

friend.

on

at Whitfield Manor, tension hung heavy in the

possible and then tried to sneak

same idea. But under the sharp gaze of both her parents, she wasn't

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one, rubbed his belly and grumbled, "When's dinner?

“Eva, take

who had one foot out the door, froze. Reluctantly, she

told me you were done with Richard. That there was nothing

chimed in, eyes full of judgment, "Exactly.

going on? And why did it have to be so... public?

short. The

silence, unsaid but

already being labeled a cheater. A disloyal woman. A disgrace. And

felt more exhausted than

two hours at the police station, only to

even know what she'd done wrong

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rubbed his belly and grumbled, "When's dinner?

snapped, “Eva, take

the door, froze. Reluctantly,

soon as they were gone, Nathaniel's voice dropped low and firm. "You told me you were