True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 2083

Lowell's slender fingers gently slid over the tablet, and multiple pictures appearing in batches were projected on the screen.

It was all the same sort of pictures showing Janice clinging on to Lowell. Some of the photos even showed her brushing her breasts against Lowell's chest.

Of course, these were not selfies. A lot of these photos were taken by a third party.

The background of the pictures showed that these were taken in various seasons and times. There were countless pictures.

Lowell scrolled through these photos, and hundreds upon hundreds of photos appeared on the screen.

His gaze had always been on Janice, never blinking.

As she looked at those pictures, Janice's face got paler and paler. Soon, all the blood drained out of her face.

There were lots of pictures but Lowell finally stopped.

He told everyone, "Everyone, it is better to see it to believe it. I think everyone here can see the truth, right?"

The reporters were all stunned. This was a great idea!

All of them immediately questioned Lowell.

"Young Master Lowell, do you mean that Janice is interested in you and has always been flirting with you and not Gary?"

"Isn't it obvious enough?" Lowell replied with another question.

The reporters nodded. "If that is true, why does she still want to slander you guys?"

"Some people are born to be greedy. When a snake is greedy, it will even try to eat a snake," Lowell spoke once more.

Every sentence he spoke was about Janice, he did not make it obvious. He said just enough for the reporters to think that there was something wrong with Janice and that she was slandering The Jones family.

"Lowell, you are lying." When Janice realized that all the reporters were on Lowell's side, she immediately screamed.

"Janice, please try to control yourself. Don't be too anxious." Lowell spoke in a deep voice, "Now, you have plenty of time to explain to the journalists and reporters, let them know who is lying, tell them who is the one with ulterior motives?"

Lowell was ever so calm, it seemed that his emotional intelligence was high.

Compared to him, Janice was like a child who could not get candy and threw a temper tantrum because of it.

She had lost all patience and shouted anxiously, "You deliberately hit me and tried to kill me. There is a record in the police station in Boston The evidence is there, you can't hide that fact."

Lowell did not rush to answer, nor was he flustered by her words. Instead, he was calm as he asked faintly, "Miss Simpson since you have said that, then let me ask you this. If I really wanted to kill you, how could I still be here? Do you think the police in Boston are useless? Do you think they would let me go if I was a criminal?"

When she was asked that, Janice was immediately left speechless again.

Only then did she realize that Lowell was no longer the man who used to spoil her unconditionally.

He would not pamper her any longer.

He was now against her.

She sobbed and whispered, "Lowell, must you do this to me?"

"Miss Simpson, I used to be very close to you, but from now on, we have nothing to do with each other. Also, call me Mr. Jones." Lowell's tone was very cold, he would never give Janice another chance.

His heart had long been broken by this woman.

Her heart ached so much at his dismissal

Janice gulped several times and said, "It doesn't matter how much you hate me, you can't lie!"

Lowell only twitched his lips slightly, expressing sarcasm.

As if he was mocking her, "Have you ever considered my feelings when you were toying with me?"

What did she take him for when she lied to him?

Now, she was telling him not to lie? How ridiculous!

Lowell looked at Janice for a while before he smiled again. There was no pity in his eyes, only disgust.

Janice could tell that Lowell hated her.

Wait, no!

Her heart was filled with extreme uneasiness and reluctance.

This can't be.

She started panicking.

She felt greatly upset as if something was slowly slipping away from her grasp.

She did not even have the time to catch it.

These were all important things, but she could not control any of them at all. She could only watch everything slip away.

Fear oozed out of her. She had lost control!

That feeling made her feel very uncomfortable.