Chapter 80
Author: Stitch Noah
last update2025-09-25 23:16:11

The cafe buzzed around them, but for Damon and Samuel, the world had narrowed to the trembling girl across the table. Tiffany Hayes, her face streaked with tears, had just dropped a bombshell that made Xavier Dustin’s involvement seem like child's play.

"Chloe's mom?" Samuel finally managed, his voice a low, disbelieving growl. "Mrs. Miller? You're telling me Judge Miller's wife cooked this up?"

Tiffany nodded, wiping her nose with a crumpled napkin. "She… she said Jin was a bad influence. Said he was too wild for Chloe. She wanted him out of Chloe's life for good. She promised me… she promised me a letter of recommendation for any college I wanted if I helped her."

Damon leaned forward, his voice gentle but firm. "Tiffany, did Mrs. Miller tell you to lie about what happened at the party?"

"She told me to make sure Chloe… made a scene," Tiffany whispered, avoiding eye contact. "To make it look like Jin forced himself on her. She said Chloe would be grateful later, that it was for her
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