Chapter 18

Iris bit her lip tightly, her eyes wide as she glared at me.

I opened my mouth with a mocking smile:

"Archer is a neat freak. He would never allow remnants in his razor. So, that razor was planted by you, wasn't it?"

"When Archer took out the gloves I had given him, treating them like a treasure, I suddenly realized that even though he betrayed me, he would never allow the scarf I knitted to be tied to a toilet seat."

"So that day, you actually noticed I was following you, didn't you? In a short time, you faked the stubble, tied that red scarf to the toilet seat, and placed lingerie on the pillow."

"After coming back, seeing my car was still there, you deliberately got intimate with Archer right in front of me. How shameless!"

I looked at her coldly.