Another chimed in, "Jeremy said she was his first love? I can’t believe he was fooled so badly."
"It’s not that I look down on those in the fruit plate scene," I retorted, struggling to keep my composure, "but the issue here is that one side deceived my Jeremy into a relationship, while the other side is hooking up with the boss. Who can just stand by and swallow that?"
My brother and I may not look alike—despite being close in age, he carries himself like a boss, dressed in sharp suits that make him appear years older. I never imagined that this difference would fuel their distrust in me.
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.