Before Isaiah entered the picture, Everett’s power was enough to crush countless people. Naturally, no one dared to resist him, and of course, he would go out of his way to clear Aurora’s na.
Just as he was thinking about this, his phone rang. It was an old high school friend—one who had surprisingly beco a nurse.
That friend was Derek Perez. Back in the day, when Alexander and Aurora were together, Derek was the first to oppose their relationship.
His reason? Aurora was too beautiful, and he was afraid Alexander would end up getting cheated on. Later, when Aurora and Everett’s scandal exploded, Derek even called Alexander to comfort him.
"Derek, what’s up?"
"Alexander, I have a recording you might be interested in. My girlfriend happened to record it secretly. You should listen to it when you get a chance."
With that, Derek hung up.
He sent the recording over, then turned to his sweet but mischievous girlfriend. "Alright, I did what you asked. Happy now? I’ve told you before—Aurora always attracts trouble. Even if she isn’t promiscuous, n still flock to her..."
His girlfriend poked his forehead playfully. "What kind of nonsense is that? It was all just a misunderstanding! Hehe, I’m going to upload it online!"
She grinned at Derek, full of mischief.
Derek sighed. He really didn’t like Aurora, mainly because she was too beautiful—and because he had once secretly written her a love letter, only to have it thrown straight into the trash.
So when his good friend Alexander got together with her, he had pretended to be concerned and advised him against it.
Thinking back, he realized how petty he had been. And now, thanks to the recording his girlfriend had unknowingly captured, his view of Aurora was starting to change.
On the other end, Alexander received the recording and played it imdiately.
As he listened to the conversation between Aurora and Everett, he was completely stunned.
It had clearly been recorded in a hospital—he could faintly hear a child crying in the background, along with a mother soothing her child.
But Aurora and Everett’s conversation was still clear enough.
Alexander’s expression grew more and more complicated.
From the way Aurora spoke, she... didn’t seem to like Everett at all. In fact, she seed to resent him.
A strange feeling welled up inside him.
He couldn’t believe it. He quickly called Derek. "Derek, this recording... is it real?"
"Alexander, back then, I was against you two being together, right? That alone proves I wouldn’t go out of my way to fake evidence in her favor. My girlfriend recorded this, and whether you believe it or not is up to you. Either way... you’re with Peyton now. Aurora’s world is too ssy. Even if she’s staying true to herself now, I doubt she can keep it up for long..."
Derek didn’t even finish speaking before Alexander dejectedly hung up.
He sat there in silence, listening to the recording over and over again, his heart growing heavier with every replay.
All this ti, he had refused to believe Aurora. But the truth was, she wasn’t that kind of person at all!
She was still the sa as she had been years ago—soone who would never sell herself for fa and fortune. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have waited until she was twenty-five to finally make a na for herself in LXL’s talent competition.
He had known her for seven years. Seven years!
And yet, why? Why had he been so blind? Even after everything that had happened, he still hadn’t believed in Aurora?
Was it because Everett was too much better than him? Was that why his reaction had been so extre—why his resentnt and distrust had been so strong?
Alexander sat there in a daze, completely drained. He thought back to that night—Aurora had turned to look at him, eyes full of longing and desperation.
But he hadn’t taken a single step forward.
Instead, he had believed what his colleagues said and ended up resenting her even more!
Her look of despair, her hopeless gaze—it all kept flashing through his mind.
"What’s wrong, Alexander? You’re spacing out."
Noticing his pale face, a coworker patted his shoulder. Alexander snapped back to reality. "Nothing... It’s nothing."
"Alexander, you’ve been working overti like crazy. Sure, we had fun last night, but you still look awful. Why don’t you take the day off and get so rest?"
His boss walked over and spoke kindly to him. Alexander nodded silently, thanked him, and took the day off.
He drove aimlessly, without a destination in mind.
Before he knew it, he had arrived at Yongli Mountain—a place he and Aurora used to visit often during their university days.
Every weekend, they would ride their bikes up the mountain to go hiking, since it was so close to their university.
Alexander wandered aimlessly, and before he knew it, it was already past 5 PM.
Peyton called to ask if he was coming ho for dinner. Ever since they started dating, she had practically moved into his apartnt, cooking for him almost every day.
But Alexander didn’t want to face Peyton, so he made up an excuse about working late. Even so, he kept drifting around until 7 PM before finally stopping at a restaurant for a quick al.
With nowhere to go, he still didn’t want to call Aurora.
Was it because, deep down, he didn’t believe Derek’s words? Or... did he just want to believe in his own choices?
By the ti Alexander returned to his apartnt, it was already 8 PM—earlier than usual, since he normally worked until 9.
If Peyton was free, she would either wait for him at his workplace or be inside his apartnt.
Exhausted, Alexander quietly closed the door behind him—only to hear a sharp voice coming from the bedroom. He froze.
Was that Peyton’s voice?
"Sis Savannah, how can you just give up like this? That bitch Aurora clearly slept her way into Everett’s bed, and yet she still managed to escape unscathed. I’m so pissed! I really thought last night she’d finally get what was coming to her!"
Alexander stood there, completely stunned. Peyton’s voice rang in his head, sharp and filled with resentnt, rage, and disgust.
This was a side of Peyton he had never seen before. His fists clenched, his chest tightened with pain, and an overwhelming sense of betrayal crashed over him.
"Sis Savannah... Don’t be afraid. You’ll make a coback, I promise. My man has no illusions about that whore Aurora anymore, but I’m still scared their feelings might rekindle. So if anything happens, you have to let know... I’ll make sure that bitch disappears."
There was pure malice in her voice.
Was this... the real Peyton?
"I already ssed with her last night, Savannah. Mrs. Wilson kicked her out, and she left in such a bad state. Thanks to you, of course..."
Peyton kept rambling on and on, but Alexander couldn’t hear anything else.
His vision burned with sha and fury.
He had been played.
Peyton had done it all on purpose—humiliating Aurora, faking tears, manipulating him into misunderstanding everything.
For all these years, Alexander had believed in his own judgnt, only for it to be completely shattered in an instant.
How devious did a woman have to be for him to feel this sick with disgust?
He had thought Peyton was truly kind, but...
"Hah! I’ve been sending money to his family this whole ti just to steal Alexander away from her. I just wanted to crush her beneath my feet. , falling for so broke loser? What a joke."
That was the last straw.
Alexander snapped.
With a single punch, he sent the vase on the table crashing to the floor.
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