DEAR CHEATED GIRLFRIEND, I AM TRILLIONAIRE HEIR

CHAPTER 8 Not A Lie

Karvel cursed under his breath and turned around, his expression indifferent.

 “What can I do for you, Miss Mariya?”

The smile on Mariya’s face faltered. “So it really is you, Karvel... Are you still angry with me?”

Karvel took a deep breath. The storm in his heart settled in an instant.

“Heh... Miss Mariya must be joking. A nobody like me doesn’t have the luxury of holding grudges. If there’s nothing else, I’ll step aside. I wouldn’t want to offend the CEO’s sensibilities.”

“Wait—you’re not going anywhere!”

Seeing him about to leave, Mariya took a step forward, her voice serious.

 “Even though we’re no longer together, Karvel, I still think you’re a decent person. So please, just this once—listen to me. Turn yourself in, okay?”

Karvel let out a cold chuckle.

 What a foolish, self-righteous woman.

Even now, she had no idea what was really going on.

“How about this, Miss Mariya—why don’t you call the police right now and have them arrest me?”

He gave her a sidelong glance.

Mariya was momentarily stunned, then her face darkened with anger.

 “Karvel! Why have you become so stubborn and reckless? Even if I wronged you, that doesn’t give you the right to throw your life away and break the law!”

“Please—hand over the gem. Face the consequences with courage.”

At that moment, Isabelle and Vincent also walked over, their expressions hostile.

“Why even waste time on him?” Vincent sneered. “A shameless thief like him has no business showing his face in a place like this. Who gave you the guts to show up?”

Isabelle chimed in with a smirk, “You followed us here like some pathetic stray, didn’t you? Hoping to see my daughter again? Seriously, Karvel—don’t you get tired of being such a leech?”

The two of them mocked him relentlessly, grinning as if they’d won.

Karvel shot a glance at Vincent, his voice cool. “Still haven’t learned your lesson from the last slap?”

Vincent’s face instantly darkened. He growled, “Back then, I let you off because Mariya was shielding you. But now? I could have you crippled in minutes.”

He snapped his fingers, and his bodyguards immediately stepped forward.

“Big talk for someone with such a temper. Don't you dare lay a hand on my man.”

A frosty voice rang out.

Sophia appeared, gliding toward them like a queen, accompanied by her assistant and bodyguards. She wore a luxurious crimson gown, her presence commanding.

Her hair was elegantly pinned up, exposing her graceful neck like a swan’s. Her flawless, glowing features stole the breath from everyone around.

Vincent stared in a daze, nearly drooling.

A goddess. Another breathtaking goddess.

He gawked at Sophia, stammering, “Y-You... Miss, what did you just say?”

Sophia slipped her arm around Karvel’s and smiled sweetly. “I said, he’s mine. Did I stutter?”

Vincent snapped back to his senses, jealousy bubbling up so fiercely he could hardly stand it.

This damn loser really hit the jackpot.

 He’d just broken up with Mariya and now he was clinging to another knockout? Where was the justice in the world? Why did this kind of luck never happen to him?

“You gorgeous lady, let me give you some advice,” he said with a forced smile. “This guy is a useless loser, a total leech. A woman like you—he’s not even worthy to carry your shoes!”

Isabelle jumped in too. “Young lady, do you know who he really is? He’s trash. A total freeloader who used to live off my daughter. You better stay away from him unless you want to get conned!”

Sophia ignored them both. Instead, she offered a smile so charming it could melt steel, her gaze drifting over to Mariya.

With her sharp instincts, she immediately sensed there was something... complicated between Karvel and this other woman.

Mariya’s cold eyes met hers.

Their gazes clashed in midair, silent sparks flying—an invisible tension brewing between them.

“Oh, darling,” Sophia purred, eyes still locked on Mariya, “aren’t you going to introduce me to this gorgeous woman you seem so close with?”

Her voice was teasing, flirtatious, deliberately provocative.

Karvel sighed inwardly. This was the last thing he wanted.

He hadn’t expected these two women to meet like this.

And he definitely hadn’t expected Sophia to drop the word “darling.”

This woman was clearly up to no good.

“This is Mariya,” he said dryly. “The famous CEO—and, according to everyone these days, the beautiful woman who kicked me away.”

He didn’t even try to hide the sarcasm.

Sophia gave a dramatic laugh. “Ah, Miss Mariya! No wonder—you’re absolutely stunning.”

“And honestly, I should be thanking you. If you hadn’t let him go, I wouldn’t have had the chance to claim him myself.”

That last sentence lit a fire in Mariya’s eyes.