Angela clutched her stomach in pain, collapsing to the ground in a humiliated heap.
Morrison had Lilian wrapped protectively in his arms, shielding her like she was the only thing that mattered. His voice was cold as steel as he looked down at Angela with eyes full of disgust.
"Did you really think lies could stay hidden forever? Even paper can't wrap fire. Don't tell me you're too stupid to understand that."
He hadn't meant to follow Lilian out after she stormed off. But the moment he stepped outside and saw Angela cornering her—again—he snapped.
He had known about Angela's petty schemes back when Lilian was still in school. During a background check, everything had surfaced—her bullying, her manipulation, the fakeness behind that sweet mask. He'd been tempted to act back then, but Lilian had chosen to forgive, and graduation was just around the corner. He let it go.
