Chapter 3

Seeing Wright, Tony acted like he'd found his backer.

Not only did he complain first, but he twisted the facts and turned the tables.

In just a few words, he pushed all the blame onto me.

Wright's gaze fell on Tony's limply hanging hand, and her expression darkened immediately.

"Who are you? Do you know what this place is? How dare you come to SKY and cause trouble?"

As she pointed at me, I saw the familiar jade green on her wrist, and my heart sank.

It was the jade bracelet Phillips had bought for me at an auction six months ago, worth thirty million dollars.

I hadn't been willing to wear it and had kept it in the jewelry box on my nightstand.

Now, it appeared on a stranger's wrist.

Before this, even though Tony had been so certain, I still didn't believe Phillips would betray me.

After all, I knew better than anyone how much Phillips loved me.

Back then, to marry me, Phillips had knelt outside my house for three days and nights.

He remembered every one of my periods.

He'd remind me in advance to watch my diet, make me ginger-sugar water, and warm my stomach.

When I was sick and hospitalized, he was more upset than I was.

He stayed by my bedside, never leaving, handling everything personally.

He remembered my birthday and every holiday.

Flowers, gifts, special gestures—he never missed a single one.

But now, I wasn't sure anymore.

I ignored Wright and, taking advantage of Tony's distraction, snatched back my phone and called Phillips again.

However, the phone rang and rang, but no one answered.

Wright's sharp eyes caught sight of my phone's lock screen wallpaper—a photo of me and Phillips together.

"Why do you have a photo with Phillips?"

Wright demanded angrily.

At that moment, Tony seemed to remember something and whispered in her ear.

"What?"

Wright's eyes widened, and she slapped me across the face.

"Bitch, how dare you covet Phillips?"

I was caught off guard and took the hit squarely.

My cheek burned with pain, and my ears rang.

"Serves you right!"

Tony looked at me with schadenfreude.

Wright still didn't seem satisfied. She pointed at me and continued her tirade:

"Shameless slut! I bet you've been planning this all along, haven't you?"

"Tell me, have you been scheming to seduce Phillips all this time?"

As she spoke, Wright grabbed my phone and smashed it hard on the ground.

With a "crack," the phone shattered into pieces.

Seeing I didn't respond, Wright grew even more smug:

"Let me tell you something—as long as I'm here, you can forget about it."

"I've seen plenty of people like you. You think just because you have some looks, you can climb the ladder. But look at yourself—you're already so old, and you're still daydreaming?"

Old? Well, age was the only thing Wright had over me.

I looked around. There were over twenty security guards on site.

These people were all on Wright's side.

If it came to a confrontation, I wouldn't have the advantage.

"Phillips is here, right? Let him come down and talk to me."

Since Phillips had caused this trouble, he should be the one to clean it up.