Chapter 32 The Truth Over This Falsehoods

• “Why should I? Isn’t it true? You slandered me in front of everyone this afternoon,” I shot back, my voice rising with indignation.
• The room fell silent as our argument escalated. Irene’s face flushed with anger, and she stepped closer, her eyes narrowing.
• “You think you can just waltz in here and talk to me like that?” Irene hissed. “You’re nothing but a gold-digging escort, leeching off wealthy men and squeezing them dry.”