Chapter 272

Heather Taylor stayed silent, tears slowly welling up in her eyes. Leon Sterling only looked at her for a couple of seconds, clearly aching for her, and then—despite the sea of people watching—he lowered his head and kissed her right on the lips. Gasps instantly rippled through the room. Heather's eyes flew wide open. Megan Miller's did too. She stood frozen beside them, like some pitiful extra in a drama scene—watching her own fiancé kiss another woman in front of everyone. Lilah Hart watched the whole thing unfold, coughed awkwardly, and averted her gaze along with Clara Dawson. Meanwhile, a few of the guys sitting on the couch barely reacted, just watching quietly. “Ahhh!!!” Megan suddenly shrieked. Leon let go of Heather slowly, turning to Megan with a frosty look. “If you’ve got any brains left, tell your family to cancel the engagement with mine themselves. Or get ready for everyone to watch your rep go down the drain.” “You b*tch, Heather Taylor! Who the hell do you think you ar