She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 273: Angelic Bitch Timothy stared at the young woman before him, the sgirl with chestnut straight hair, dressed in a white shirt that wrapped her slender and delicate body. Her fair and gentle face betrayed a heartrending expression, her eyes brimming with tears.

But behind this beguiling face lay a wicked heart. Timothy realized he must have been blind to ever think Peyton was a good, kind girl.

Did she want to ruin him and make herself look like a victim to gain Graeme's sympathy and protection? Timothy felt a surge of anger rising from within. He clenched his fists, kneeling upright, and gave a forlorn look at the girl who had been his secret crush since freshman year.

Then, as if summoning all his courage, he closed his eyes and spoke out, his voice filling the office.

"No, it's not true. I want to report Peyton. It was her, she was jealous of Kate and deliberately chose that hotel. She drugged Kate's drinks." The whole office fell silent after his words. Each heartbeat and breath could be heard clearly in the room. Graeme's once cold and calm eyes now had a hint of darkness as he glared at Timothy.

Peyton felt as if her heart had stopped, and a cold chill ran from her feet to her head, making her scalp tingle.

She silently cursed Timothy in her heart. This guy claimed to love her. He said he was willing to do anything for her, even die for her.

And now? He exposed her.

In this situation, Peyton didn't lose her composure. She firmly believed that Kate had no evidence, and as long as she could confidently deny Timothy's words, the principal, given Graeme's presence, would likely favor her.

"What's going on? Peyton, is what Timothy said true?" Drugging someone's drink was a low and dirty tactic. If it turned out this female student had done it, it would be more than a simple expulsion; it would be a legal matter. It would bring even more shto the school than a scandal like "compensated dating." Facing the principal's inquiry, Peyton feigned composure and shook her head, pointing her finger at Kate in front of her.

"No, I didn't. That night, I went to the hotel with Kate and had a drink, but I was drunk too. Graescortedback." Grarecalled that night, and for a moment, his face displayed a hint of contemplation. Then, under the expectant gaze of the principal, he nodded and spoke in a cold, clear voice.

"Yes, that night Peyton was indeed drunk, and I escorted her back. I can testify to her absence." However, Grasoon remembered something. When he had accompanied Peyton to the hotel entrance and was waiting for a driver to pick them up, Kate and Timothy were still upstairs, packing their things. Peyton had suddenly woken up while drunk and said she needed to use the restroom. She had returned after approximately twenty minutes.

Peyton explained that she had had too much to drink and her head was a bit fuzzy, which is why she got lost and wandered around the kitchen for a while. However, when they both sat in the back seat of the car, he didn't detect any of the usual kitchen odors that should have clung to her.

Aside from the scent of alcohol, there was a faint fragrance of perfume, and nothing else.

Graeme's expression beccomplex. Peyton was his cousin, and they had grown up playing together. Apart from being a little prone to tears, she had no other notable flaws. She was not the type to schand harm others intentionally.

Perhaps, as his cousin had said, all of this was a result of Timothy's unrequited love, leading him to spread malicious words. What Gracouldn't comprehend was why Timothy would help Kate, especially after she had allegedly beaten him up to the point of needing to visit the medical room.

Anyway, Graeme's words helped clear Peyton's nof suspicion. Kate stood still, her brows furrowed, looking at the young man before her. He seemed to be untainted by worldly dust, icy, pure, and aloof. Kate expected him to be above taking sides without understanding the situation. How could such a divine figure side with the offender so blatantly? Kate felt very disappointed, while the principal felt that his worry was unnecessary, and the sweat on his back nearly soaked his shirt.

He peered at them with his greedy eyes. He glared at them, saying, “What's going on? Kate, did you two conspire to frPeyton? You did something that disgraced the school's reputation and refused to admit it, and now you've learned to lie!"

"I've been teaching for so many years, and I don't know how many outstanding and respectable students I've had the honor of instructing, and now, both of you have tarnished that honor.” With these words, Peyton turned actrend into an award-winning actress, shedding tears like they were on cue. Her delicate, mosquito-like sobbing filled the air, portraying a picture of utmost grievance. "Cousin... Kate likes you, and that's why she askedto invite you that night. The bottle of alcohol, she gave it to me, even though I was the one who opened it. Kate purchased the alcohol." "As for Timothy... I, I don't know what happened, he had pursuedbefore, but I rejected him. Maybe it was because of that rejection that he joined the club and changed his target." She spoke in a disjointed, tearful voice. Her words carried two main implications: First, Kate had initially intended to spike Graeme's drink but ended up accidentally consuming it herself.

Second, Timothy had no relation to Peyton, and he was only pursuing Kate. This made more sense given that he had followed Kate that night with inappropriate intentions.

With the matter seemingly clarified,

Gracouldn't help but recall Kate's bold and direct gaze from the night of her birthday. The attempt to "take advantage" during their game, which ultimately failed, left him somewhat displeased. Why couldn' a girl be a bit more reserved? He didn't like girls who were too "open." He preferred someone pure, cute, kind, and ambitious, the qualities he looked for in a future partner.

Kate felt utterly disgusted by Peyton's behavior. Yes, it was true that she had bought the alcohol that night. However, it was also Peyton and herself who had decided to buy from that particular place for a discount, given that she was a regular there. But now, Peyton had effortlessly shifted all the bland suspicion onto her, portraying herself as completely innocent. It was quite a crafty move. "Peyton, you've truly redefined my understanding of an Angelic bitch." As the words fell, Graeme, standing nearby, couldn't help but furrow his brow and stared directly at Kate, his voice filled with displeasure.