Chapter133.
The room was silent. I pulled out my phone and was instantly hit with the trending video of Caitlyn’s desperate apology.
There she lay, face-down on the floor, her hair a tangled mess, her face puffy and distorted. The floor was slick with blood, and she was drenched in it, her red dress soaked through. Through her sobs, she confessed into the phone, her voice barely audible.
Seeing Caitlyn’s horrifying state, I nearly spat out the oatmeal I was chewing, utterly stunned.
I’m so sorry, Ms. Perez. I truly know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have seduced Leland, and I shouldn’t have engaged in such disgraceful actions. You see, I’ve had a miscarriage. Mr. Pearson has taken back all my assets, and I no longer want the Leslie Group. Please, please come back!”
I ran a hand through my hair, thinking it was quite tragic, yet the makeup artist had clearly put in a lot of effort.
Leland loved Caitlyn so much; there’s no way he would have hurt her.
In Caitlyn’s live stream, millions of people, me included, didn’t buy her act. The whole thing was laughable.
I remembered seeing Leland crying uncontrollably in the hospital. I chewed my food with force, a sense of satisfaction washing over me.”Serves you right!”
But go ahead, investigate. You would never guess that I bought six tickets, yet here I was, still in San Francisco.
I thought, “Forget it. You two deserve each other. Just consider Kaylie dead.
From now on, we’ll be strangers.”
Just then, Allen sent a video of Leland in a rage.
He was at the company, and a crowd gathered around him.
“Mr. Pearson, what about our collaboration with Trend Group?”
“Mr. Pearson, the stock has been halted! What are we going to do to protect our shareholders’ interests?”
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