Hearing the sound of the vase shattering, Peyton jumped in fright. She thought a burglar had broken in and quickly ended her call. Grabbing a broom from the side, she cautiously walked out.
"Peyton, you've really opened my eyes. You're such a two-faced, manipulative, and venomous woman—I can't believe I was fooled by you this whole time!"
Alexander stood at the doorway, fists clenched, glaring at her coldly.
Peyton's face went pale in an instant. He had heard everything!
She dropped the broom and rushed toward Alexander, trying to grab his hand, but he shoved her away with force. She stumbled and fell to the floor in a pathetic heap.
Terror and desperation filled Peyton's eyes. "Alexander, I was just joking on the phone! Don't take it seriously… I was just messing around, none of it is true! Alexander… you have to believe me!"
