Lucas was utterly humiliated by the recording Avery played, but he still refused to admit defeat.
"These recordings are fake!" He stood up, flushed with anger, and pointed accusingly at Avery. "The background noise is so loud—there's no proof that voice is mine. My fiancée is perfect, a true lady from a prominent family. Why would I waste my time on someone like you?"
Avery scoffed. "Oh, I've got video too. Want me to play that for everyone?"
Lucas's face went pale. "Y-You know falsifying recordings and videos is illegal, right?" He thought, The bar was pretty dim that night, and since Avery recorded everything secretly, maybe… it didn't clearly capture my face? As long as my face isn't visible, or if it's blurry, I may still have a way out. Or maybe I should figure out how to destroy her phone right now.
