CHAPTER 229
Author: Shabnam Tiwana
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

She paused, her voice choked with tears.

"But you know what? I'm glad I found out his true colors." Tracy wiped away the tears streaming down her cheeks, her eyes defiant yet vulnerable.

After listening to the fabricated story, Caleb stood there in shock. He thought of raising his hands and clapping at her outstanding performance.

If he hadn't known the truth of what really transpired between them, he might have believed her too. However, any shock he felt was quickly overshadowed by the biting comments thrown his way.

"What a scumbag, treating a woman like that!"

"I never trusted him, always seemed too smooth for his own good."

"Who would've thought the nice guy act was just a facade for a heartless cheat?"

"Seems like Caleb's true colors are finally showing. Shameful."

Caleb felt a mix of anger and disbelief as the accusations and judgments rained down on him, knowing that Tracy's words had painted him in a damning light, whether they were true or not.

"Be careful, Cassie.
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