Chapter 339
Chapter 339:
The police, recognizing him, immediately stepped forward to express their thanks. “It’s because of your timely intervention that we avoided a bigger mess. We’re grateful for your help p>
Meanwhile, the officers who had overheard the young men’s threats turned their attention to them, their faces stern.
“Now that the truth is out, it’s time to stop slandering others. Defamation isn’t just reckless; it’s a crime, and we won’t tolerate it p>
Seeing the young men’s faces blanch with fear, the police decided to speak with Ashton to gather more details.
After a brief conversation, they left the scene, escorting the real thief away. With the crowd dispersing, Ashton turned to Vivian and the others, a playful smile tugging at his lips.
Now that the truth was out and the police were on his side, Vivian had no choice but to stand there, her bravado crumbling. Her face flushed with embarrassment, her earlier confidence now a distant memory.
Desperate to save face, Vivian huffed, “If there was a misunderstanding, it’s only because you didn’t give my bag back right away. So you’re still at fault p>
Ashton chuckled, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. “Did it ever cross your mind to ask why I didn’t hand it back immediately p>
Before he could explain further, Vivian cut him off with a sneer. “Oh, please. Like there’s anything to explain! You were just using this as an excuse to get close to me because I’m pretty. What other reason could there be p>
As Vivian’s arrogant assumptions filled the air, Ashton couldn’t help but feel a surge of complicated emotions swirling inside him. Encountering someone as spectacularly self-absorbed as Vivian was like finding a rare flower blooming in the desert—a spectacle you didn’t expect.
But then Ashton remembered Rosalie was still getting dressed, and any patience he had for Vivian’s delusions vanished. He had no time to indulge the fantasies of someone so enamored with herself.
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“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I’m not interested in you,” Ashton replied, his voice as cold and flat as a winter’s lake. He stepped around Vivian with an air of indifference, eager to leave her behind and reunite with Rosalie.
The last thing Ashton anticipated was the effect his words would have. Vivian’s prideful facade shattered instantly, like a mirror struck by a stone.
For a moment, she stood frozen, unable to comprehend the sheer audacity of his dismissal. But the shock quickly gave way to fiery rage, her face twisting into a mask of indignation as if she might leap at Ashton in a blind fury.
Sensing an opportunity to win her favor, several young men nearby sprang into action. They rushed to her side, eager to soothe her bruised ego.
“Vivian, don’t let him get to you! He’s just trying to save face because he knows he doesn’t stand a chance with you. He’s saying those things because he’s embarrassed p>
The others nodded vigorously, quick to back up the speaker. “Exactly! You’re stunning, and anyone can see from your impeccable style and designer bag that you’re from a high-class background. He knows he’s out of his league. He’s playing it cool now, but deep down, he’s hoping you’ll notice him. This trick is too old-fashioned p>