Scarlett returned to her apartment around six in the evening.
The moment she approached the door, something felt off.
As she reached for her keys, Patrick emerged from the shadows.
"Scarlett, who gave you the nerve?"
His words left her confused. What was he talking about?
Patrick stepped forward, tossing a brown envelope at her.
"Take a look for yourself. See what you've done." He sneered. "I never realized you were so good at seducing men."
Ignoring his taunts, Scarlett caught the envelope and opened it.
Inside were photos—photos of her and Wesley kissing in the vineyard.
There were shots from various angles, capturing every intimate moment.
Instead of reacting in shock, Scarlett looked at Patrick coldly. "Patrick, compared to you sleeping with Brenda, this is nothing."
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