Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 353

Right now, she didn’t dare underestimate Anastasia in the slightest. Leaning in close to Shirley, she whispered urgently, “Let’s just get out of here…”

“Why leave?” Anastasia’s voice rang out, half-amused, half-cold. “Weren’t you both so sure yesterday that I’d slept with Aaron? I think it’s time we talk this through, don’t you?”

At that, Shirley’s expression darkened. Penelope, on the other hand, quickly lowered her gaze, fighting back a surge of anxiety.

Could Anastasia know something? No way. She and Aaron had been careful—painstakingly so. There was no way they’d left any evidence behind.

Shirley’s voice was icy. “I have nothing more to say to you. If you have any self-respect left, Anastasia, you’ll stay away from my fiancé.”

Anastasia gave a contemptuous laugh, folding her arms. “Your precious Aaron? Trust me, I wouldn’t go near that loser even if you begged me. But let me ask you—who told you it was me who’s been messing around with him?”

“Aaron tells me everything. And Penelope said you keep pestering him. Don’t even think about denying it!”

Anastasia turned her gaze on Penelope.

Penelope looked away, desperately trying to hide her guilt.

“Anastasia, I only ever told the truth,” Penelope said, voice trembling. “Everyone knows about you and Mr. Lancaster and your… history. Even if I kept quiet, it was only a matter of time before Shirley found out.”

Anastasia cut her off, voice biting as she cocked an eyebrow. “Did you also mention to Shirley that Aaron’s real crush is you? Or how you’re the one who’s really close to him? And that you don’t usually call him ‘Mr. Lancaster’—you call him Aaron, your dear big brother?”

Shirley’s head snapped around to stare at Penelope.

The rest of the crowd, hungry for drama, turned to her as well.

Penelope’s face went pale, lips trembling as her eyes filled with tears. “Anastasia, I know you don’t like me, but how can you accuse me of something so awful? Mr. Lancaster was your boyfriend. Why would I ever get involved with my own sister’s boyfriend?”

She looked every inch the wounded, innocent victim.

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