Katelyn’s eyes were as cold as a winter’s chill.

If she could turn back time, she’d have slapped herself without a second thought.

Out of all the men in the world, she had to pick this one—a complete scumbag.

Neil’s glare was sharp enough to cut, his teeth clenched in anger.

“If you’d just told me you were Iris and stuck with me through the tough times, we wouldn’t be here now. It’s all your fault; you’ve shattered our future.”

Katelyn almost let out a laugh.

Her smile, though, was light and full of mockery. How could a man be shameless enough to say something so disgusting?

“Whose fault was it, really? Did you even think about me when you slept with Lise? How dare you pin this all on me! My only regret is not catching you two in the act sooner.”

Katelyn’s gaze grew colder with every word.

“Oh, and just so you know, I recorded everything that day. Piss me off again, and I’ll make sure the whole world sees what kind of man you really are, Neil Wheeler.”

Even a rabbit would fight back when it was trapped. For the past few weeks, Neil had been pestering Katelyn in every way possible. His sudden appearances made her skin crawl, filling her with disgust.

He stepped closer, a mocking grin spreading across his face.

“If you weren’t so dull that I couldn’t even bring myself to sleep with you, do you think I would’ve turned to Lise? You still don’t see what you did wrong, do you?” He spoke as if his twisted logic made perfect sense. As if offering a deal, he added, “If you help me secure the project as Iris, I’ll give you one more chance.”

Katelyn’s fists clenched tightly, her body trembling with the urge to hit him.

He had the audacity to shift all the blame onto her when it was clearly his own doing.

Discover the rest on oν?

Talking to him made Katelyn feel queasy, as if even the air around him was contaminated.

With a sneer, she gave him a cold, uninterested glance.

“Do you really think the laptop you’ve stolen is mine?”

Her casual tone left Neil looking puzzled.

“What are you talking about?”

His man had confirmed that the laptop was stolen right after Katelyn left it at the store. There shouldn’t have been any mix-up.

Katelyn regarded him with a mischievous smile, as though he were a fool.

“The laptop isn’t mine. It belongs to Iris. Even if you make a man fall for you, this will all come to light sooner or later, and Iris won’t be so forgiving either.”

Neil’s frown deepened, his uneasy feeling growing. Still, he wanted to trust what he had seen.

“Do you think I’m that naive? The laptop was stolen from you. How could it possibly belong to someone else?”

Katelyn casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“I’m telling you the truth. Whether you believe it is your choice. You say the laptop is mine—have you found my photo on it? Or any of my personal details? And the password isn’t even my birthday.”

Each of Katelyn’s sharp responses only made Neil’s frustration grow.

Katelyn was right. Aside from the fact that the laptop had been stolen, nothing on it proved it was hers.

Now Neil understood why he had felt uneasy after getting the laptop, though he couldn’t pinpoint why. The realization dawned on him. The laptop didn’t belong to Katelyn.

“You think this is over just because someone took the blame for you? I’ve already told Ilis and Vincent. They’ll make sure you face the consequences.”

Seeing Neil angry, Katelyn sneered.

“Wheeler Group will vanish pretty soon.”

.

.

.