Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 128

Taylor’s scream faded, and the reality hit him. He’d been caught, and there was no hiding what he’d done anymore. The door that had refused to budge earlier was now wide open, with Bronwen and the others crowding in. Everything clicked for Taylor at once.

“So it’s you,” he snapped, his voice trembling. “You set this all up. Bronwen, you talk a big game about integrity, but you’re the real fake here. This is a setup, and I’m not admitting anything.”

Bronwen didn’t even flinch. She wasn’t alone—Nicholas and a handful of other students stood with her, all of them closing in on Taylor, step by step.

Nicholas’s eyes were cold. “You really think we can’t do anything to you? All it takes is sending your painting from that competition to the national association. They’ll compare it to your mentor’s original, and everyone will know the truth.”

One of the students chimed in, his voice full of anger. “Exactly. You’re shameless, Taylor. She suffered so much because of you. She lost to a cheat. Now everyone in the art world will know what kind of person you are. You’re done. Forget about painting—go dig a hole and hide.”

Taylor found himself backed into a corner, his confidence crumbling. “What… what are you going to do? Force a confession out of me? If you think you can clear W’s name, you’re dreaming. You’ll never find the real painting I used to win. If you want to accuse me, get some proof first.”

Bronwen’s expression darkened. “Taylor, do you really think we don’t know you had help? You only pulled this off because someone powerful was behind you. That missing painting of your mentor’s is with that person, isn’t it?”

That struck a nerve. Taylor’s bravado collapsed. “I… I don’t know what you’re talking about. You are crazy. You want me to confess to something I didn’t do, but the truth will come out. If you have evidence, go ahead, accuse me.”

Before anyone could stop him, Taylor shoved past the group and bolted down the stairs.

Hidden behind the door, Wiona and Conrad huddled together, holding their breath. Wiona’s body pressed close to Conrad’s. He couldn’t help but notice the softness of her figure, the way her slightly rounded stomach rested against him. The feeling was unfamiliar, but it lingered.

When Taylor was finally gone, Wiona realized how close she was to Conrad and quickly pushed him away, her cheeks burning.

Conrad raised an eyebrow, his voice teasing. “Ms. Morgan, you’re pretty quick to push me away when it’s convenient. Not that we haven’t been in close quarters before—remember when I helped you hide under that bridge?”

The old memory made Wiona’s heart skip. Flustered, she grabbed his arm and hurried out of the stairwell.

Upstairs, Bronwen and the others had no idea anyone had overheard them. They were still fuming over Taylor’s betrayal.

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