Chapter 273: Angelic Bitch

Timothy stared at the young woman before him, the same girl with chestnut straight hair, dressed in a white shirt that wrapped her slender and delicate body. Her fair and gentle face betrayed a heartrending expression, her eyes brimming with tears.

But behind this beguiling face lay a wicked heart. Timothy realized he must have been blind to ever think Peyton was a good, kind girl.

Did she want to ruin him and make herself look like a victim to gain Graeme’s sympathy and protection?

Timothy felt a surge of anger rising from within. He clenched his fists, kneeling upright, and gave a forlorn look at the girl who had been his secret crush since freshman year.

Then, as if summoning all his courage, he closed his eyes and spoke out, his voice filling the office.

“No, it’s not true. I want to report Peyton. It was her, she was jealous of Kate and deliberately chose that hotel. She drugged Kate’s drinks.”

The whole office fell silent after his words. Each heartbeat and breath could be heard clearly in the room. Graeme’s once cold and calm eyes now had a hint of darkness as he glared at Timothy.

Peyton felt as if her heart had stopped, and a cold chill ran from her feet to her head, making her scalp tingle.

silently cursed Timothy in her heart. This guy claimed to love her. He said he was willing to do anything

now? He

evidence, and as long as she could confidently deny

on? Peyton, is what Timothy said

more than a simple expulsion; it would be a legal matter. It would bring even more shame to the school than a scandal

feigned composure and shook her

I didn’t. That night, I went to the hotel with Kate and had a drink, but I

contemplation. Then, under the expectant gaze of the principal, he nodded and spoke in a cold, clear

I escorted her back. I can testify

entrance and was waiting for a driver to pick them up, Kate and Timothy were still upstairs, packing their things. Peyton had suddenly

was a bit fuzzy, which is why she got lost and wandered around the kitchen for a while. However, when

was a faint fragrance

grown up playing together. Apart from being a little prone to tears, she had no other notable flaws. She was not the type

words. What Graeme couldn’t comprehend was why Timothy would help Kate, especially after she had allegedly beaten him up to the point of needing

clear Peyton’s name of suspicion. Kate stood still, her brows furrowed, looking at the young man before her. He seemed to be untainted by worldly dust, icy, pure, and aloof. Kate expected him to be above taking sides without understanding the situation. How could such a divine figure side with

worry was unnecessary, and the sweat on his back nearly soaked his

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