Robert, having discreetly disguised himself, also managed to slip into the venue unnoticed. Since Brianna’s press conference was open to the public, anyone could attend.
Ella and Eric sat quietly on one side, observing the proceedings. As Brianna and Hannah stepped onto the stage, the room was filled with the bright flashes of cameras as the reporters eagerly snapped photos.
Ella narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Brianna on stage. Six months in prison had taken a severe toll on her. Brianna looked almost skeletal, her eyes sunken deep into her face, her cheeks gaunt, and her complexion pale. The exposed skin of her arms looked as though it were just barely stretched over bones, a clear indication of the harsh conditions she had endured.
Ella, of course, was well aware of the hardships Brianna had faced—she had made sure Brianna received "special attention" while incarcerated, ensuring she experienced every discomfort possible.
As Brianna scanned the crowd, her gaze landed on Ella. An icy smile tugged at Brianna’s lips—she was certain that Ella would be disappointed today because she was confident in her ability to clear her name.
Brianna shifted her focus back to the audience and cleared her throat, immediately commanding the room’s attention. All eyes were on her, the former elegant and poised socialite, now a shadow of her former self, embroiled in scandal.
"Hello, everyone. I’m Brianna, the legal wife of Mr. Robert Davis. Over half a year ago, I was imprisoned due to an unfortunate incident, and today, I’ve called this press conference to clarify some matters... I thank the journalists who have come to cover this event."
"Now, you may ask your questions one by one. I will answer everything I can," Brianna said softly, her voice tinged with the weariness of someone who has suffered.
A reporter from XX Daily was the first to step forward, passing the microphone over. "Mrs. Davis, six months ago, you were imprisoned for assaulting a pregnant woman, causing her to miscarry. It’s rumored that the woman was your husband’s mistress. Can you confirm if these rumors are true?"
Brianna nodded calmly. "Yes, it’s true. Emily was indeed my husband’s mistress, and when I found out she was carrying his child, I became emotionally distraught."
Hannah sat nearby, her expression somber. Scars still marked her face, and today, she too was here to clear her name.
Another reporter from SS News asked, "Mrs. Davis, did you really assault the woman, causing her to lose the baby?"
Brianna replied simply, "Yes, I did."
The room buzzed with shock. Everyone had seen the footage, and a denial at this point would have been too far-fetched.
Another journalist followed up, "Mrs. Davis, you were once a prominent socialite, known for your charity work and generous donations. What drove you to commit such a violent act against a pregnant woman? Was there some other reason?"
Listening from the side, Ella raised an eyebrow coldly. It was clear that Brianna had carefully orchestrated this event—these reporters were all on her payroll, ready to help her polish her tarnished image.
Eric chuckled lightly, swirling the vibrant red liquid in his glass. "Don’t worry, the real show is coming... Robert is here too. The drama is just getting started."
Ella nodded, fully aware of what was to come. She also knew how deeply these reporters had been bought.
Just then, Brianna’s eyes welled up with tears, her voice choked with emotion. "The truth is... I never wanted this to happen. But many years ago, I was diagnosed with dissociative identity disorder. When I’m triggered, my alternate personality takes over, leading to violent actions."
The reporters erupted in surprise. Could Brianna really have such a disorder? Was this a genuine explanation or just a convenient excuse?
Although they had been bribed, they couldn’t be sure if this woman’s condition was real or not.
"At the time, Miss Emily said many things to provoke me. She was carrying my husband’s child and kept insisting that he should abandon me and throw us out of the home we had lived in for over twenty years!"
Brianna’s tears fell in large, sorrowful drops, and she cried pitifully.
Reporter: "Mrs. Davis, you mentioned having a second personality. Do you have any proof of this?"
Brianna nodded calmly, tears in her eyes, as she reached into her bag and pulled out a document, which she displayed to the audience. "Here it is—my medical certificate. My attending physician is Dr. Joshua Lewis, a highly respected psychiatrist in Country S."
The diagnostic certificate indeed bore Dr. Joshua’s signature, and everyone could see it clearly.
At this point, the disdainful looks from the women in the audience began to shift to sympathy and pity. After all, Dr. Joshua was a highly esteemed psychiatrist in Country S. Despite having risen to fame in recent years, he had proven his skills, even treating a few celebrities for depression.
Brianna’s tears flowed even more freely as she continued, "Because of this, when Miss Emily provoked me, my second personality emerged, and I lost control, causing her to miscarry. It wasn’t something I wanted—I just wanted to talk to her about how we could resolve things with my husband, but I never expected such a tragedy to occur! Now, all I want is what I deserve, to quietly get a divorce."
Hearing this, Ella couldn’t help but curl her lips into a slight smile. Brianna was indeed quite the actress, managing to come up with such an excuse!
A second personality... Tsk, tsk, Ella thought, this performance might soon be exposed.
Eric sat beside Ella, watching the scene unfold with an amused smile on his devilish face. Brianna believed she had everything perfectly orchestrated, but little did she know that ever since Hannah first approached Dr. Joshua, someone had been keeping a close eye on them!
Reporter: "Has Mr. Robert contacted you recently? You’re still his wife—did he come to pick you up when you were released from prison?"
Brianna: "No, he... he’s been constantly with Miss Emily. I have proof!"
As soon as Brianna finished speaking, the screen behind her lit up, displaying photos of Robert and Emily together, looking very much in love.
While there were no explicit photos, the images clearly suggested that Robert had indeed shifted his affections elsewhere.
Brianna stood up, her eyes filled with resentment and bitterness. "Over six months ago, Mr. Robert came to me and asked for a divorce, saying he wouldn’t leave me a single penny! Look at how he’s treated his lawful wife!"
Another wave of shock rippled through the crowd. Women, naturally compassionate, tend to sympathize with the weaker party. Hearing Brianna’s words, they couldn’t help but criticize Robert for his heartlessness.
"Robert even released a video of himself being beaten—he must have a cruel mind! He intentionally provoked his wife so he could get beaten up, ensuring he’d have the upper hand in court!"
"Men these days—they can endure poverty with you, but they can’t share wealth!"
"Nowadays, once men have their basic needs met, all they think about is having affairs and finding entertainment!"
"Exactly! The moment their wives at home are no longer young and beautiful, they can’t wait to get rid of them!"
Amid the chorus of sympathetic voices, a sharp voice suddenly rang out, "Don’t forget, Brianna was also a mistress who climbed to her position! There were even rumors that she poisoned Robert’s first wife!"