“Cece, how'd you know it's me? No hidden intentions here. Just wanted to remind you that it‘s your 3rd anniversary with Anthony tomorrow.

Are you not planning to get married to him then?"

“Do you think I'm desperate? One woman's trash can indeed be another's treasure. But do you believe Anthony is the last man on earth?

Since you have such a liking for trash, keep it. I've discarded it anyway."

At the same time, in the CEO Office on floor 28 of the Segarine Group.

Jackson reported to Bennett, “Sir, Mrs. Dreskin just tweeted again."

Bennett looked up. “What's her latest tweet?"

"A phone recording."

After saying that, Jackson played the recording.

Bennett's eyebrows rose, and after a moment he glanced back at Jackson.

“Make her tweet the top trend on Twitter."

As Jackson nodded, he recalled the phone call from before. "One more thing, sir. Anthony was trying to scrub this topic from the trending searches."

Pausing mid-sentence, Bennett's eyes reflected a hint of haughtiness.

“Does he even have the power to do that?"

Clearly, he did not.

Claudia's proof had been irrefutable. Once the recording surfaced, Delilah's true color was exposed. The netizens, who once sympathized with Delilah, held their tongues the moment the recording was released.

“OMG! Claudia sure Knows how to play! That recording is a direct hit to Delilah's facade."

"I didn't expect that Delilah would stoop to such levels. That's one heck of a revelation."

“Oh my God! The truth revealed so quickly! What's Delilah's defense now?"

“Are you all joking? I've known all along that Delilah is a fake. She pulled the same stunt again and again. Even without the recording, I know that she is the third wheel. Claudia must have been deeply hurt, loving her ex too much. Only after their breakup did she finally see clearly!"

Presented with such solid evidence, Claudia was certain that Delilah wouldn't have any plausible defense.

Aurora too was in high spirits, despite being tardy to work and having fifty dollars docked off her pay.