Chapter 96. Never Call My Best Friend a Slut Again

Freya POV

Zoey started laughing hard, holding her stomach as she doubled over, her shoulders shaking with unrestrained amusement.

“Wow,” she gasped between laughs, wiping tears from her eyes. “Babe, I didn’t know you had such a sharp mouth! That roast was lethal. You just cooked them so bad I’m surprised they’re still standing. I’m loving this drama!”

She straightened up, still grinning, and quickly pulled out her phone, set it to record, and placed it discreetly on the jewellery rack, angling it to capture everything.

Helene’s face twisted with rage, her cheeks flushing an ugly red as she stepped forward, her voice dripping with venom.

“You shouldn’t forget this piece of shit was once your fiancé.”

I shot back without missing a beat, my voice calm but cutting.

“He stopped being my fiancé the day I caught you both fucking each other.”

Her expression cracked, her eyes widened in shock, her perfectly painted lips parting as color