My Boyfriend's Childhood Friend Accused Me Of Being A Bar Girl

“Fine! I’ll bring out the hard evidence right now. Let’s see how you explain yourself then!”

The next second, Quilla pulled a stack of photos from her pocket.

She slammed them onto the table in front of everyone.

“Parents who raised a shameless piece of trash like you can’t be any good either.”

…

The moment I saw the photos, my blood ran cold.

In them, I was naked and crouching in a hotel hallway.

Several bar girls and male customers stood nearby. It looked exactly like a police raid on a bar.

Quilla’s smile widened.

“My friend told me that when they caught Sophia, she was so scared she forgot to put her underwear back on.

“She knelt on the floor and kept begging the officers not to call her family.”

She turned to me with a mocking look.

“Sophia, didn’t you say the innocent have nothing to fear? Go on. Keep denying it.”

Anger surged through me.

Quilla had prepared this from the very beginning.

She wanted to ruin my reputation in front of everyone.

I raised my head and met Cole’s furious gaze.

I had just opened my mouth to speak when he slapped me hard across the face.

“Sophia, I was still giving you the benefit of the doubt. The evidence is sitting right in front of us. Are you still going to deny it?”

His parents stood up and pointed at me as they shouted.

“What a disgrace! Get out of here right now! Don’t dirty our house!”

My chest felt tight, and I could barely breathe.

It took me a long time to steady myself.

I knew any explanation would be useless.

I wiped the wine off my face and picked up my phone to make a call.

I had been transferred here the previous month. Owen Clark, the local station chief, had personally received me.

If he came forward, everything would be cleared up.

But I called several times, and Owen did not answer.

My flustered behavior only made everyone more suspicious.

Quilla walked over and snatched my phone.

“Sophia, stop pretending. Who do you think will come here to lie for you?”

She kicked me in the chest.

I fell to the floor, and my vision went dark.

When my sight cleared, Quilla was already in Cole’s arms.

She looked down at me with contempt.

“Cole, I did warn you. Women like her may look innocent, but who knows how dirty they are behind the scenes. You finally believe me, don’t you?”

My eyes were teary as I looked at Cole.

His expression had turned completely cold.

I staggered to my feet.

I frowned and stared straight at Quilla.

“What exactly do you want?”

Hearing me, Quilla snorted.

“What do I want? I want you to pay for what you’ve done.”

After that, she took out her phone and made a call.

Soon, several of Quilla’s men appeared at the door.

Before I could do anything, they forced me to the floor.

I tried to struggle, but they kicked me hard several times.

My vision swam with stars. They tore off my coat and my pants and dragged me outside.

It was still snowing.

Only my underclothes were left on my body. I shivered from the cold.

When I looked up at Cole, there was not a trace of sympathy on his face. There was only cold indifference.

“Sophia, if you weren’t somewhat good-looking and obedient, do you think I would have dated you?

“My parents won’t stop pressuring me to get married. That’s why I brought you home today to deal with them. But you embarrassed me in front of everyone.”

Hearing this, my heart twisted with pain.

So the only reason he stayed with me was that I would always come when he called and do whatever he wanted. I was nothing more than a pretty face.

Before long, a crowd gathered outside the Griffin house to watch the scene.

Quilla only made things worse. She shouted on purpose.

“Everyone, come take a look! This shameless woman hid the fact that she used to be a bar girl and tried to marry into a rich family. Now that she has been exposed, she still refuses to admit it.”