Cheyenne suddenly looked up and smiled, her delicate beauty almost blinding everyone. She snapped her fingers, turning the computer screen in a different direction.
The video had been carefully edited by Jerry, starting from the moment they all entered the hotel. As time passed and they started drinking, it became apparent that Kate was getting a bit tipsy, with even the casual observer noticing her unsteady steps.
Then came the pivotal moment. Cheyenne right-clicked on her mouse, fixing her gaze on Peyton, her sweet voice sounding like an enchanting spell.
"Right here, Peyton, you left the main hall and went to the storage area. A man followed you, and the door was closed for a total of five minutes. A lot can be discussed in those five minutes, can't they?"
Her gaze was piercing, and the video showed the person clearly: it was Peyton.
Graeme had also seen it, but he couldn't believe it. He still tried to defend her, saying, "Who says they were discussing harming Kate? Maybe they were just having a chat."
Cheyenne lowered her eyelids and flashed a sly, mocking smile. "Oh... Did I say they were discussing how to harm Kate? My dear, aren't you incriminating yourself? You really are a poor accomplice, huh?"
"You!"
The young man was left speechless by her remark, realizing that she had set a trap for him.
Timothy, who had remained silent, suddenly stood up and walked over to the computer. He pointed to Peyton in the video. In her hand, she held a small square box that wasn't clear.
"Yes, Peyton found me, and we talked in the kitchen. She... She asked if I liked her. I said yes, and then Peyton asked me to do something for her. She promised to be my girlfriend if I succeeded."
"What did she ask you to do?" Eddie asked with a smile.
Timothy turned his gaze towards Eddie, who was smiling yet gave off a slightly creepy vibe.
Afraid to meet Eddie's gaze, Timothy turned his guilty eyes towards Kate and, with a flushed face, stuttered out a complete sentence.
"It's... it's her. She wanted me to sleep with you, saying she wanted to test something."
What did she want to test?
Everyone knew it without needing to ask.
The two of them exchanged words, and Kate accepted the red wine from Peyton. She used a corkscrew to open the bottle and poured it herself.
Looking back, Kate felt like she had been played for a fool by this woman. It was ironic that she had opened her own poisoned drink.
"She told me she wanted to apologize for what happened at the last birthday party, so she wanted to make amends with a drink. And when she handed me the red wine, she pretended to be helpless, saying she couldn't open it. I didn't think much of it and accepted it," Kate self-mockingly said, her eyes burning with anger. "I must have been a complete idiot to believe her nonsense. That little bitch must have been laughing on the inside as I drank."
People eavesdropping outside the door quickly recorded this conversation, recording the video while feeling a sense of caution. These days, you really couldn't trust anyone. Kate had been through a lot.
"I swear I didn't do it, cousin. You know I wouldn't. Yes, I don't like Kate, because she's always flaunting her wealth, but I wouldn't do something like this."
Peyton was desperately holding onto Graeme as her lifeline, but he couldn't shake off the thought of her disappearance for those twenty minutes. He felt agitated.
"It looks like you're not giving up, but that's okay. The most exciting part is yet to come," Cheyenne clapped her hands and continued with the video.
The scene reached its climax. Jerry had enhanced the footage for a clearer view of the three people. In the corridor, Kate left first, and Timothy followed closely. When he was discovered, he forcibly embraced her. Even though she was drunk, she still struggled and even kicked him in a very sensitive area. Even through the screen, it was apparent how much it hurt.
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