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.

claimed to love her. He said

He exposed

composure. She firmly believed that Kate had no evidence, and as long as she

Peyton, is what

drink was a low and dirty tactic. If it turned out this female student had done it, it would be more than a simple expulsion; it would be a legal matter. It would bring even more shame

shook her

Kate and had a drink, but I was drunk too. Graeme escorted

a moment, his face displayed a hint of contemplation. Then, under the expectant gaze of the principal, he nodded and spoke

Peyton was indeed drunk, and I escorted her back.

Kate and Timothy were still upstairs, packing their things. Peyton had suddenly

a bit fuzzy, which is why she got lost and wandered around the kitchen for a while. However, when they both sat in the back seat of the car,

alcohol, there was a faint fragrance of

expression became complex. Peyton was his cousin, and they had grown up playing together. Apart from being a little prone to tears, she had no other notable flaws. She was not the type to scheme and

his cousin had said, all of this was a result of Timothy’s unrequited love, leading him to spread malicious words. What Graeme couldn’t

furrowed, looking at the young man before her. He seemed to be untainted by worldly dust, icy, pure,

worry was unnecessary, and the sweat on his back

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