After Hurting Me to the Point of Being Battered, He Was Heartbroken

A few minutes later, Georgia followed me into the dressing room.

She looked me up and down, her eyes full of mockery and disdain.

"Matthew asked me to help you pick out something to wear. We don't want you embarrassing him later."

She glanced at the corner of the closet, then pulled out a red dress and tossed it to me.

"Put this on."

The dress was ankle-length but incredibly revealing. The top was held up by two thin straps, with only a small patch of fabric covering my chest.

My entire arm and back were exposed, and through the open-back dress, you could even make out the curve of my hips.

I didn't move, but Georgia's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Amelie, do you really think after all your scheming, Matthew's going to fall for you like before?" she sneered.

"Don't forget, you stood in front of the whole class and said he didn't have a penny to his name!"

She shoved the dress into my hands and whispered coldly in my ear,

"And now? You're just his little toy, something he's about to hand off."

Her words sent a chill down my spine. I froze.

"Oh, you didn't know?" she said softly, her voice dripping with malice. "Matthew's taking you to meet Caleb Lowe from Prostar Tech. Heard of him? That old perv? You should know what's coming.

"If I were you, I wouldn't bother humiliating myself."

At that moment, it felt like I was sinking deep into the ocean. So, this is what Matthew planned—to give me away?