Heather scanned the room, reveling in her role as the self-appointed arbiter of justice. "We’re all Jeremy's friends here. Who can bear to see him played for a fool by a so-called ‘call girl’?"
She raised her voice, drawing everyone’s attention. "As friends, we need to stand together! Today, I’m going to help Jeremy deal with this shameless bitch who toys with people’s feelings!"
"Still pretending to be pure, huh?" she sneered, her words dripping with disdain.
With a cold expression, I dialed my brother, Kyle, and switched on the loudspeaker. When the call connected, the sounds of clinking glasses and lively chatter filled the line, indicating he was at a lively gathering.
"Kyle, someone is spreading rumors that I’m not your biological sister but a call girl who seduced you. You need to come over and set the record straight!"
I didn’t expect him to be slightly tipsy already.
"Oh, my dear sister, I’m actually out here drinking on your behalf. You think I haven’t had enough? Alright, I’ll have the driver pick me up—”
Before he could finish, Heather lunged forward, knocking the phone from my hand.
“Isn’t this disgusting? We don’t want to hear the dirty words of a shameless bitch!”
With that, she stomped on my phone, the screen shattering into a thousand pieces.
“The phone isn’t cheap. Did you trick Jeremy into buying it, or did the boss buy it for you?”
Heather's words were like daggers, and my anger surged, making me tremble.
“And that bag! It’s a designer piece—did you sleep with several bosses to afford it?”
Just as my emotions were about to explode, Jeremy pushed open the door of the private room.
He halted in his tracks, eyes wide as he took in the scene. “What’s going on?”
Before I could respond, Heather seized the moment, shoving her phone in Jeremy's face, the video playing loudly.
“Jeremy, straight men like you just can’t recognize a scumbag when you see one! I have to vet your girlfriends for you!”
Jeremy’s expression darkened, confusion and anger swirling in his eyes. “Miley, is this true?”
Disappointment washed over me as I struggled to find my voice.
“Jeremy, we’ve been working together for a year and in a relationship for more than half of that time. Don’t you know my personality and character by now?”
Frustration coursed through me as I continued, “That’s my brother. I didn’t want to bring it up, but if you’re forcing my hand, I’ll have him confirm it personally.”