As soon as Heather’s words left her mouth, the room erupted in whispers and gasps.
“No way, she’s cheating on him? With the company boss? What’s going on?”
“I just saw Jeremy Miller being all sweet to her—looks like he has no idea.”
“Typical ‘call girl’ behavior. So many tricks up her sleeve, and poor Jeremy, so honest, completely fooled.”
“Getting off the fruit plate and still flirting around? Tsk, tsk. I bet she’s just after a rich guy now—so greedy.”
Their accusations stung like sharp daggers, hitting me without cause. My face darkened, and the room that had once felt lively now seemed suffocating.
"Heather, you're going too far. There’s a limit to spreading rumors!" I snapped, my frustration finally bubbling over.
But Heather, calm and composed, pulled out her phone. "Oh, really? Since you’re so stubborn, let me show you something that will convince you."