The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 289

Chapter 137: The One-Night Lie-1

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The room remained silent for a beat, everyone processing, some shaking their heads in disbelief, others exchanging incredulous glances. Harper, still flushed, looked down at her hands, trying to shrink into herself-but a small, triumphant spark lingered in her eyes.

Harper shrugged, a small, satisfied smile tugging at her lips. “Yeah… I had a good day.”

Maya’s shock melted slowly into something more complicated: awe, a flash of fear, and an odd, fierce gratitude. “Where… where is he now?”

Harper waved her hand casually, as if it were nothing. “Oh… just a small island not far from here. In a cave.”

Dahlia cleared her throat, eyes narrowing with a mix of curiosity and caution. “And who exactly is this Ethan?”

Harper bounced slightly on her heels, a bright, guilty grin spreading across her face. “Aunt Dahlia… you’re not going to believe this!” she exclaimed, eyes sparkling. “So, his name’s Ethan Miller, he’s an actor-total drama king. Long story short, he came here on Volkov’s orders, trying to get a rise out of Damien.”

She clapped her hands together, excitement lacing every word. “Turns out… Maya went to school with him! He tried to chase her back then, got rejected, and apparently… he’s still hung up on her! Can you believe it?”

Harper leaned in, lowering her voice for effect, though the gleam in her eyes never dimmed.” So, one morning, he saw Maya and Damien all sweet and cozy, and his jealous little ego just exploded! He started saying all these horrible things-calling her names, accusing her of being with Damien for his money, saying disgusting stuff about… well, you get the picture.”

She threw her hands up, laughing through the memory. “So… of course, I had to teach him a lesson!”

Dahlia’s lips curved into a small, approving smile. “Hmm… good girl.”

Her grin widened, cheeks flushed, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Thank you, Aunt Dahlia!” Dahlia’s sharp eyes flicked toward her, curiosity sharpening her gaze. “And… is he still alive?” Harper hesitated, then shrugged, a playful tilt to her head. “Yeah… well… I guess. I mean… he’s still breathing… at least for now.” Her eyes suddenly sparkled, a mischievous idea igniting.” Oh! Wait-let me show you.”

She fumbled for her phone in her back pocket, fingers dancing over the screen, and dialed a

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Chapter 137 The One Night Lie-]

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