Chapter 440 Hearing
I swear, I'm not making this up. I was genuinely swamped. Didn't you notice Elliot already took off?
Wasn't it just about being a pain? Who doesn't know how to be a pain?
"Let's cut to the chase. You know about the deal between Brad and me, right? He promised not to contact or meet you for two years, but that night you two were in the same room all night. I don't even want to think about what you did. The point is, he broke the deal, and I'm seriously disappointed."
"Can I ask why he was in the same room with me all night? And does the contract say anything about using aphrodisiacs to sleep with someone?" I asked her, trying to sound humble.
Jenny choked for a good five seconds, glaring at me with pure hatred.
"Your reaction makes it clear the contract doesn't cover that. So, who drugged Brad? What was the motive behind using the aphrodisiac? Who's really at fault here? Who broke the deal first? It's pretty obvious, isn't it?" I said with a smug grin.
Jenny shot back, "What proof do you have that I drugged Brad? I love him too much to do something like that. You're making up lies to frame me. Don't think I won't sue you."
"Proof? Not sure what counts as solid proof, but that night, while I was resting in the corner, I heard a man and a woman exchanging something. Does that count? If not, I also recorded a video of them for my own protection. Want to see it?"
Jenny never expected that a quick transaction would be caught by me, let alone that I recorded it. Her face turned dark and malicious.
So, why do bad things? Wouldn't it be better to be a decent person? It would save you from such embarrassment when caught.
Jenny didn't deny or admit it, just glared at me with hatred and malice.
She stared at me for a while, probably realizing her actions couldn't hold up, and wisely changed the topic, "Fine, let's say you're right. Then let's call it even. Actually, Brad had already broken the rules before this. I knew he visited you during the holidays. He stayed in your room for forty minutes. You haven't forgotten, have you?"
So that's what she was waiting for. No wonder she was so cocky.
I regretted that night so much, and she had to bring it up, thinking she had some dirt on us to control me.
But she was oversimplifying things because it wasn't what she thought.
"Ms. Taylor, you graduated from a top school, so you must understand the meaning of private contact and meetings. Before and during the holidays, Brad never called or messaged me, so we can rule out private contact."As for meeting, my folks said he did drop by during the holidays. But what's wrong with a guy visiting his future in-laws? Totally normal.
I had trouble sleeping back then and took some sleeping pills, so I was out cold and didn't even know he came over, let alone met him. Are you sure he stayed in my room for over forty minutes? Got any proof? If not, we can rule that out too.
Ms. Taylor, how can you be so sure all the mistakes are on our side, while you keep seducing people and even used aphrodisiacs to frame my boyfriend Brad, yet never think that's wrong? Is it because you have power and influence?"
I stared back at Jenny coldly, not backing down, engaging in a silent battle with her.
Jenny's face twisted more and more, her features contorting. The feeling of seething with anger but being unable to speak must be unbearable.
I bet she had countless nasty things to say about me being shameless and seducing men, but she had no chance to say them.
Because everything I said was true. Strictly speaking, she was the one who broke the rules. And not just once.
Jenny, unable to respond, could only glare at me angrily.
Micah turned his face away, his expression unreadable.
"No matter what you say, you were together that night. I thought you were so pure, but you were moaning so loudly. It really changed my perception of you."
Speaking of that night, Jenny was so angry she was gnashing her teeth, her eyes filled with venom and jealousy like daggers aimed at me.
I choked on my own saliva and coughed violently.
Damn.
Jenny, that bitch, was so disgusting. She could say anything.
How did Jenny know I was moaning loudly? Was I really that loud? It was my first time, and it hurt a lot. Moaning a bit wasn't a big deal, right?
Brad said it was okay to moan if I wanted to. There was nothing shameful about being intimate as a couple. The louder the moans, the more harmonious and enjoyable it is.
I just wondered how she knew. Could there have been surveillance in the room?
That was pretty scary.
Luckily, it was so dark that night that nothing could be seen. Otherwise, it would have been a live performance for someone to watch.
Brad was too careless, not realizing we were being monitored. I never thought someone would monitor such things.
I quickly took out my phone and secretly sent Brad a message.
Since we had already met and done what we did, the agreement was just a piece of paper now. It didn't matter if I sent one more message. I felt more at ease asking Brad.
Jane: [Brad, does Crystal Haven Retreat have video surveillance?]
The reply came quickly,
Brad: [No video surveillance, but there are audio recordings.]
So, Jenny really did hear it!
Did she have a fetish for eavesdropping on me and Brad being intimate?
Jane: [Why didn't you find a way to delete it?]
Brad: [To make Jenny despair.]
I smiled with satisfaction.
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