The person on the other end of the phone obviously stopped short, clearly shocked by what they had just heard.
"Morgan Sanders, what nonsense are you spouting?!"
Mia Rowen suddenly flipped over and snatched the phone from Morgan Sanders, speaking to the person on the other end, "Bianca, don't listen to his nonsense, we, we... didn't do anything, okay?"
We didn't do anything?
Morgan Sanders stared into the woman's eyes, growing deeply suspicious. She had the gall to sleep with him, and then turn around and tell her best friend that nothing happened between them. What's next, would she directly tell someone to find a new love?
Before the woman could say anything else, Morgan clenched his hand so tightly that his palm started to hurt. Despite trying to restrain himself, his self-control crumbled once again, "Mia Rowen, I dare you to deny it again! Lying without a stitch on, aren't you ashamed?"
Mia Rowen: "..."
It wasn't just a barefaced lie?
How did it become lying naked?
