Chapter 602: The Master Manipulator (Extra Story)
Hearing the sound of the vase shattering, Peyton jumped in fright. She thought a burglar had broken in and quickly ended her call. Grabbing a broom from the side, she cautiously walked out.
"Peyton, you’ve really opened my eyes. You’re such a two-faced, manipulative, and venomous woman—I can’t believe I was fooled by you this whole time!"
Alexander stood at the doorway, fists clenched, glaring at her coldly.
Peyton’s face went pale in an instant. He had heard everything!
She dropped the broom and rushed toward Alexander, trying to grab his hand, but he shoved her away with force. She stumbled and fell to the floor in a pathetic heap.
Terror and desperation filled Peyton’s eyes. "Alexander, I was just joking on the phone! Don’t take it seriously... I was just messing around, none of it is true! Alexander... you have to believe me!"
But Alexander’s gaze was filled with nothing but cold mockery. "Do you think I’m a child? You’ve lied to me long enough. Get out of my sight. I’m done with you—I don’t want to know you anymore! Oh, and give me your bank account number. I’ll return every cent you ever gave my family."
At this point, Alexander had made up his mind. There was no going back.
Peyton bit her lip hard. Some of the things she had told Savannah over the phone were true, some weren’t.
For years, she had financially supported Alexander—not just because she had the extra money, but because she wanted him to know one day and fall for her instead. But at the same time, she had truly loved him. She had loved him for seven years, never once wavering for another man.
To Peyton, Alexander was the perfect future husband—responsible, faithful, and not someone who would cheat.