Chapter 15 What Kind of Drama is This?

Nancy's words struck Yoana like lightning, causing Yoana's face to contort violently in surprise. A month ago, when she had come to catch a cheating partner, something had seemed off. At the time, a mob of reporters had rushed in to cause a commotion, and she had fled the scene without thinking too much about it. But now, as Nancy spoke, a disturbing realization began to dawn on Yoana. Nancy was not the escort girl that she hired that day.

'But if that's not the case, then how did she know what happened?' Yoana wondered, her eyes flickering in alarm.

Avoiding eye contact with Nancy, Yoana looked away, confusion and suspicion etched across her face. "I… I don't know what you're talking about," she stammered.

Nancy, her voice edged with the triumph of a detective cracking a case, responded, "A month ago, you came with people to catch a cheater, and without asking anything, you slapped me, assuming that I was having an affair with your fiancé, Mr. Getson."

She continued, "You repe