Chapter 375 He Was the Kind of Person
Paisley called Donovan. "Donovan, is this true?" she asked, almost in tears.
She'd been involved with Donovan for years but never slept with him. The only kiss was a peck on the cheek when Chloe went abroad. Now that Chloe was away again, she thought her chance had finally come, but Janet beat her to it. Paisley wanted to know what made Janet so special.
"No. Those photos are fake," Donovan said flatly.
Paisley hung up immediately and quickly found info on Janet: 26, no college, nurse at a private hospital, average background, and looks.
A smug smile spread across Paisley's face. Janet, trying to seduce Donovan? No way.
Later, at Janet's hospital, Paisley, dressed to the nines, blocked her path. Janet recognized her; Paisley was once a big star after all. She didn't expect her to appear right in front of her.
With a loud "slap," Paisley hit Janet, knocking the tray from her hands. The noise drew patients and nurses to watch.
Paisley stood tall. "You manipulative, shameless slut. Think you can sleep with Donovan? Dream on!" she yelled. "Look at her, so ugly, thinking she can get Mr. Blake. I despise you. You're shameless, slutty, and cheap! Get lost."
Janet was furious but scared of losing her job. Paisley's words were too harsh to bear.
The head nurse arrived and told everyone to leave. Paisley's outburst didn't make the news. Even if it did, Donovan's team would handle it quietly.
As Donovan wanted, the news of him sleeping with Janet reached Chloe quickly.
Chloe was reading in the library. Tired, she took a break and saw the entertainment news. The pixelated photos showed two naked figures, but their faces were clear. It was the same girl Barbara had shown her before. They moved fast!
Actually, not that fast. Chloe and Donovan had slept together before they even knew each other well. He had no qualms about sex.
She'd only been away a month, and this happened. Chloe was deeply hurt, lying on the table, sobbing quietly. She couldn't cry loudly in the library, so she held it in, feeling miserable.
That was just who Donovan was. What could she do? Even if she went back, she had no way to deal with it.
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