Deviana stared at her phone screen with trembling hands. She had just received a CCTV recording from one of the restaurant staff where Devandra and Leviana had dinner. Her heart pounded hard as she pressed play.

The footage was clear: Leviana speaking sweetly to the waiter, then pointing toward the table where Devandra sat. Moments later, a glass of wine was placed in front of him. Leviana’s gaze was triumphant, while Devandra seemed completely unaware.

“So it’s true…” Deviana whispered, her eyes glistening. “You trapped him, Leviana.”

She bit her lower lip, fighting back the surge of rage that rushed through her. Her whole body trembled with a mix of...