She Killed My Ex

Chapter 122 He Knew the "Truth"

Chapter 122 He Knew the "Truth"

"So this is the true nature of this woman. I wondered why Mr. Shawn gave her the cold shoulder in those years. It turns out that Mr. Shawn had already seen this woman's true colors."

"Fortunately, Mr. Shawn was not deceived by this abject woman and didn't choose her. It's really lucky."

Caroline's hands, which massaged the middle-aged man's foot, trembled. She felt a dull pain in her heart. The corners of her lips curved upwards helplessly.

Was it because Caroline was "abject" ? So Bentley was a good judge of character and saw Caroline's true colors early on?

That was why Bentley gave Caroline the cold shoulder in those years?

Caroline tried to laugh, but found that she could not.

Antonio got a strange text message and his face changed. He didn't think much of it and drove up at a gallop.

The banquet was very lively. Before Antonio could change his clothes, he hurriedly put his work on hold and came from the company.

Antonio's figure was long and slender. After a hard day's work and extended overtime, Antonio was a little messy at the moment. It wouldn't feel that way in normal times. But today he looked a little different from the rest of the elaborately dressed crowd at the lavish banquet.

Antonio came out in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to put on his tie. His tie hung loosely around his neck. When a man saw Antonio, he came up to Antonio and said, "Mr. Tucker, why do

you have time to come to the banquet today?"

Antonio's eyes kept searching for the figure of the woman in the banquet.

"Mr. Tucker, are you looking for someone?"

Antonio paused and grabbed the man's arm. "Yeah, did you see Caroline Jame...?" It suddenly occurred to Antonio that no one here would know Caroline. Antonio's voice stopped abruptly.

"Caroline Jame...?"

"Never mind."

Antonio raised his foot and was about to go away.

But he was stopped by the man behind him. "Wait a minute. Mr. Tucker, if you're looking for someone and you can't find them in this banquet hall, there's one place you can go."

"Where?"

The man said, "The end of the second floor. I'll take you there."

Antonio thanked the man. "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Jameson."

As Nathan Jameson led Antonio to the second floor, he wondered if he had heard the wrong thing. Maybe Antonio didn't say the word "Jameson" at all.

Perhaps Nathan was a little too sensitive about his surname.

But Nathan thought Antonio was a rising power in the business world. And it was a piece of cake for him to help Antonio find someone. It was a great way to build a good relationship and it was extremely cost-effective.

"See, I told you. If you're looking for someone and you can't find them downstairs, you should be able to find them here. Mr. Tucker, look, the door is still open."

Antonio didn't have time to say anything. He hurried to the room at the end. There was a double door with a crack halfway open. He was about to open the door when his eyes suddenly contracted.

Antonio found Caroline!

But...

What did he see through the crack?

Nathan came over. "Mr. Tucker, why are you standing..."

Suddenly...

Before Nathan finished speaking, a palm pressed hard over his mouth. Nathan looked up and saw Antonio's bloodshot eyes. It seemed that Antonio was about to kill someone.

The next moment, Nathan followed Antonio's gaze and looked into the crack of the door too.

Nathan's eyes widened. He was stunned.

Callie.

How?

What was she doing?

A stream of humiliation and anger surged up, and Nathan could not suppress it.

Nathan was too ashamed to lift his head.

How could Callie be so abject?

In the crack of the door, both Antonio and Nathan saw the familiar figure. She was lying on her hands and knees, massaging the legs and feet of a middle-aged man!

Antonio could see other people in the room gradually. He came to himself suddenly when he saw the familiar faces laughing at Caroline. He wanted to kill them. Those bastards were bullying Caroline.

Antonio felt an impulse to beat those people himself. He raised his hand and was about to force the door open. The next moment, his hand was in midair.

"Caroline, I do not expect that Ms. Jameson, who was the most dazzling, also has today. I can't believe you stoop this low just for the money." Inside the room, someone was humiliating Caroline.

Caroline turned a deaf ear and focused on massaging the middle-aged man's legs and feet. She saw no point in arguing. Would anyone believe her if she said she wasn't after the money?

If anyone believed Caroline wasn't doing it for the money, no one would be saying that.

Caroline's eyes became more indifferent. She said to herself, "Whatever."

She didn't think those people matter, so she didn't care.

Caroline didn't care what they think of her or how they fit her up. She had a taste of the shameless fit-up three years ago. What could be more shameless than a fit-up like Winnie's?

Natalia had been watching the movement at the door since just now. The crack of the door was obviously left by her on purpose. She saw a shadow under the light from that crack out of the corner of her eye. Her eyes rolled. She opened her red lips.

"Caroline, I never thought you'd turn out like this -- a whore.

Think about how dazzling Caroline was.

And look at you now. Tsk tsk. You're a completely different person than you used to be.

But you deserve it. Because you are so cruel to your good friend who grew up with you for a man.

Speaking of your cruel heart, I have to admire you. You paid off a bunch of gangsters to gang-rape Winnie. But you didn't expect that Winnie would not bear to be humiliated and commit suicide.

If Winnie was not dead, then your scheme worked. What a stinky, dirty heart you have!"

At the door, Antonio's hand was in the air. His mind went blank. What did he hear? Antonio thought,

"What was Natalia talking about?

Why can't I understand?

Caroline?

Caroline framed her best friend?

She paid off a bunch of gangsters?

She paid off them to gang-rape her best friend?

And end up with her best friend killing herself?

No, no, no!

It is impossible!

This is not the same person as Caroline I know!"

Natalia said, "Caroline, you never thought that Bentley, whom you care about so much, would personally throw you in jail after Winnie passed away, did you? You're not just hateful. You're pathetic! Those set-ups ended in vain!"

Natalia deliberately moved away so that the box of dazzling red notes could be clearly seen by people outside the door.

Natalia continued, "You used to take money as water. And what about you now? For so little money, you could stoop so low to please a bald old man. Caroline, I despise you."

Antonio's breathing was disordered.

No!

It was not true!

This was not the Caroline he knew at all!

But his eyes focused on the box of red notes. He couldn't move his eyes. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

His eyes tightened. He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and flung open the door.

Antonio stood at the door. "I don't believe it!" His eyes lingered obstinately on Caroline.