Episode 2

Camila stopped the car abruptly, her heart pounding hard inside her chest as she almost drove her car into a pedestrian.

"Can't you see there's a green light?!" The woman, whom she almost ran over with her car, yelled at her and pointed her middle finger at Camila.

Camila quickly rolled down her window to apologize, but the woman already turned away.

After this incident, she drove her car to a reputable bar where she and her circle of friends would frequent. At this hour, none of her friends should be at the bar since it was still morning. However, she wanted to have a shot or two to numb the pain in her heart.

As she opened the bar's door, Camila saw that it was empty as she expected, except for the waiter who was wiping the tables, and the bartender who was cleaning a wine glass behind the counter.

And from one of the chairs in front of the counter, sat a man in a black suit with his back straight as a rod.

"Miss Camila, you came early." The bartender put the wine glass down and warmly welcomed her.

Camila sat on one of the chairs in front of the counter and told the bartender, "I want a shot of vodka."

The bartender blinked and replied, "Are you sure?"

Camila nodded.

The bartender busied himself in getting her a drink while Camila received a call from her friend, Lia.

Camila tried to calm her nerves and answered the call. "Hello?"

From the other end of the line, she heard Lia's voice ringing in her ears, saying, "Camila, are you still in the countryside? Can you buy me the works of Daniel Li? My father has been raving about his paintings."

Camila bit her lips and replied, "I'm at James' bar."

James was one of Camila's childhood friends and the owner of the reputable Phoenix club. All rich kids and wealthy businessmen visit the bar to enjoy a life separate from work and the stressful events in their real life.

And as James' childhood friend and co-owner of the bar, Camila didn't need a VIP card to enter the bar in the morning.

Lia didn't respond for a long time, Camila even thought that the former hung up. But when she glanced at her phone screen, the call was still connected.

From the moment she left the mansion, Camila felt as if her world had crumbled. So she wanted someone to listen to her.

"Lia... do you know who Javier's woman is?" Camila grabbed the glass of vodka in front of her and drank it in one gulp, feeling the burning sensation of the alcohol inside her throat. Before her friend could say anything, she exposed everything, "It was Laura! It was his secretary all along!"

Hearing her, Lia blurted out, "How did you find out? Did you see them together?"

How did I find out? Camila stared blankly at her glass in disbelief. "You already knew about them?"

Deafening silence answered her question. Camila could already imagine this friend of hers panicking after blurting something she shouldn't have said.

"You knew and you never told me a word."

Lia hesitated before saying, "I'm so sorry, Camila. I wanted to tell you when I found them together, but they all stopped me. They threatened me that if I told you Javier's secret, I would be kicked out of the circle."

"Who else knew about their secret?"

Lia: "E-everyone..."

'Bang!'

Camila slammed the glass onto the counter. It shattered into pieces and the hand that was holding the shards bled.

"Camila? What was that sound? Are you alright?" Lia's voice came from the phone.

Camila laughed and angrily replied, "Now you're acting like a friend?"

Before she could respond to Lia's reply, Camila pressed the phone screen and ended the call.

'What a good fiance, family, and friends I have!'

Javier, Laura, her parents, and friends... These people laughed at her making a fool of herself, running around and smiling like a clown. She had no idea that they were all lying to her, even her closest friends chose to keep Javier's secret.

Thinking of this, Camila's mouth rose, revealing a mocking smile. Then, she glanced at the bartender who was caught looking at her.

The Camila that he knew was a gentle and beautiful woman, but at this moment, the woman in front of him exuded an extremely dark and evil aura.

It was like watching an angel turn into a villain or demon.

Camila no longer cared about the image she created to impress Javier. To please him, she made sure to fit his taste in women: kind, compassionate, gentle, and friendly.

However, now that their lies had been exposed, she no longer needed to keep up with appearances.

As for what she should do after this...

Camila sneered. She had something in mind, but she needed someone to become her accomplice in order for her plans to succeed.

"Miss, are you alright?" Suddenly, a male voice sounded beside her. "Your hand is bleeding." He pulled out a black handkerchief from his front chest pocket.

Camila turned to look at the man and paused.

The man sitting one chair away from her had short hair and wore a fitted black suit. Just by glancing at his face, one would assume that he was a top-tier celebrity who was popular because of his handsome face.