Chapter 278: Eddie

Cheyenne suddenly looked up and smiled, her delicate beauty almost blinding everyone. She snapped her fingers, turning the computer screen in a different direction.

The video had been carefully edited by Jerry, starting from the moment they all entered the hotel. As time passed and they started drinking, it became apparent that Kate was getting a bit tipsy, with even the casual observer noticing her unsteady steps.

Then came the pivotal moment. Cheyenne right-clicked on her mouse, fixing her gaze on Peyton, her sweet voice sounding like an enchanting spell.

“Right here, Peyton, you left the main hall and went to the storage area. A man followed you, and the door was closed for a total of five minutes. A lot can be discussed in those five minutes, can’t they?” Her gaze was piercing, and the video showed the person clearly: it was Peyton.

Graeme had also seen it, but he couldn’t believe it. He still tried to defend her, saying, “Who says they were discussing harming Kate? Maybe they were just having a chat.”

Cheyenne lowered her eyelids and flashed a sly, mocking smile. “Oh… Did I say they were discussing how to harm Kate? My dear, aren’t you incriminating yourself? You really are a poor accomplice, huh?”

“You!”

The young man was left speechless by her remark, realizing that she had set a trap for him.

to

in the kitchen. She… She asked if I liked her. I said yes, and then Peyton asked me to do something for her. She promised to be

who was smiling yet gave off a slightly creepy

eyes towards Kate and, with a flushed face, stuttered out a

her. She wanted me to sleep with you, saying

she want

knew it without

aback by this shameless request. Did they have no boundaries? Was Peyton using Timothy as

Ridiculous.

mouth, Peyton’s face turned fiery red, shockingly pale,

can’t do this. You promised me that you’d take care of Kate, slip something into her drink. She wouldn’t know anything, and she wouldn’t recognize me. If I didn’t

like this, could you refuse? Otherwise, you’d

that metal box, you put the drugs. I saw you sprinkle it into the water, soak it in the wineglass,

“I didn’t do it!”

in her final

the shared bottles, it could have caused a major scandal. But individual wine glasses were assumed to belong to specific guests, making it less likely that someone else would drink from them. The drugged glasses would all be collected for cleaning after the banquet, and by the next day, any evidence would

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