The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 206

"You're pathetic, Penelope. You helped her, and she sold you out!"

"And do you know why?"

"Because I paid her! Two thousand dollars! Your precious friendship was worth that much, ha!"

Susan spat out the truth, and just as she'd hoped, it hit Penelope like a physical blow. She had only been guessing, trying to provoke them, but to hear it confirmed… it was true.

She had earned Susan's hatred only because she was trying to get justice for Rebecca.

How could Rebecca do that to her?

After she was accused, Rebecca had acted so indignant, swearing she believed her, staying by her side. She had watched Penelope defend herself helplessly, watched her cry in their dorm room, watched her make that desperate call to Mr. Anderson.

And when Mr. Anderson came, he had not only paid the money but had gotten on his knees and begged Susan…

My God, Rebecca. How could she?

Penelope’s eyes blazed with fury as she stared at Rebecca.

"You're a monster."

A monster who had fed on her blood and flesh.

Rebecca hadn't expected Susan to blurt out the past in a fit of anger, but since the truth was out, she had no choice but to face it. She squared her shoulders, her expression filled with disdain.

"Like I said, I never asked you to stand up for me! You did that on your own. So what if I couldn't turn in my project? I would have failed the class and made it up the next year. It wasn't a big deal!"

The ceremony was about to begin. Susan, now a manager in the Zenith Group's project department—a position that was being hyped up as incredibly impressive—was scheduled to speak as an outstanding alumni representative.

"I don't have time to reminisce with a washed-up old classmate," Susan said with a dismissive flick of her wrist, before pulling Rebecca back inside.

Penelope took out her phone, stopped the recording, and ran outside.

She tried calling Timothy, but he didn't pick up. She had to call Norton instead.

Norton told her to wait outside the exhibition hall. Ten minutes later, he appeared, dragging Timothy along with him.

She rushed over and handed Timothy her phone.

"I know you can do this. Help me play this recording in the hall!"