I accidentally saw a "mistress registration form" in the company group email
Chapter 6
When I entered the room, Ethan Parker was shirtless, trying to explain.
"I'm just playing games with my friend, what's the problem?"
The police officer sneered: "You play games without clothes on?"
"Well, the informant is here. Please come with us to the police station to make a statement."
Ethan Parker hadn't seen me yet, and was already furious: "Which psycho—"
As I walked around the police officers.
He met my eyes.
At that moment, he completely panicked, his eyes full of disbelief: "You- why are you here?"
I lit another cigarette, scanning him from head to toe.
Fortunately, Ethan Parker was wearing shorts.
But they must have been hastily put on when he was caught.
After all, they were on backwards.
The pockets were in the front.
I couldn't help but sneer.
Ethan Parker fiddled with his drawstring, and after the initial panic, he quickly regained his composure.
He quickly explained: "Rachel, today is Olivia's birthday."
"We had arranged to meet some friends at the hotel to celebrate her birthday."
"We just arrived early, don't misunderstand."
As he spoke, he deliberately took out his phone to show me the group he had created with his buddies.
The group name was "Princess Olivia's Birthday Party".
Six or seven men, but only Olivia was a woman.
"I know you've never liked Olivia much, so I didn't dare tell you. We even arranged it in the neighboring city."
I calmly finished my last drag of the cigarette, extinguished it, and said flatly:
"Ethan Parker, do you remember what day it was yesterday?"
His eyes first flashed with confusion.
Then, he suddenly panicked.
Of course he should panic.
Because yesterday was my birthday.