Camilla's POV
The satisfied smirk refused to leave my face as I lounged on our renovated couch, phone in hand.
"What has you grinning like that?" Mother emerged from her bedroom, eyeing me with curiosity.
Our home bore no resemblance to the cramped, deteriorating space we once called shelter. Hugo's generous renovations had transformed everything, creating the peaceful sanctuary I now enjoyed.
"Have you checked the latest online buzz, Mother?" I asked, my smile widening.
"No, should I? What happened?" She approached with interest, her expression sharpening.
I gestured to the cushion beside me. The moment she settled down, I thrust my phone toward her, displaying the content that had entertained me for hours.
Her face lit up with pure delight as she watched the viral footage spreading across social media. I knew she would relish seeing Bella's public humiliation.
