My Fiancee Is Claire Harris.

When Wynter heard Brentley personally admit that everything Ophelia and the others had said was true, she was stunned, her expression one of utter disbelief.

Tabitha's face also looked terrible at this moment because she had no idea how to explain these things to Wynter.

"Well, since Brentley has already admitted to everything himself, I won't say much more. You guys can handle the rest on your own!"

Ophelia smiled smugly at Brentley before turning on her heels and leaving without a second thought. She was looking forward to the drama that would unfold next. Humiliating Brentley in front of the girl he liked greatly satisfied her desire for revenge.

Wynter stared at Brentley, her face filled with anger. After a few moments of hesitation, she bit her lip and said in a low voice, "Brentley, you're disgusting. If you're broke, why pretend to be a rich kid? Why can't you just stick to picking up trash?"

Brentley looked up at Wynter but said nothing. He had originally planned to explain everything to Wynter over a text and see her reaction, but now there was no need. Ophelia had already tested the waters for him.

"This is just too unlucky!"

Wynter exclaimed angrily, grabbing her bag and turning to leave.

"Wynter, what are you doing? Don't go, it's not what you think..." Tabitha quickly reached out to grab Wynter when she saw she was really about to leave.

"Tabitha, we've known each other for so long. Don't you know my personality by now? I could tolerate you introducing me to someone who picks up trash, but to team up with him to deceive me? Just consider that we've never met!" Wynter's voice was icy as she shouted, then she stormed out of the bar, her high heels clicking furiously against the floor.

"Tabitha, you really went too far this time. Even if you had introduced an ordinary person to Wynter, she wouldn't have been this angry. But you introduced her to Brentley of all people. Seriously..." Bonnie shook her head in exasperation and then hurried to catch up with Wynter as they left the bar together.

Not far away, Ophelia and her friends saw Wynter and Bonnie leave the bar and started celebrating with smug smiles and drinks.

Brentley watched Ophelia's face light up with joy, utterly confused. They had broken up, and he had treated her well during their relationship. So why was she making things difficult for him now?

"Graham, I told you not to bring him to the bar. How could Wynter ever be with someone who picks up trash? You never listen to me. You insisted on bringing Brentley here, and now look at this mess. Are you happy now?" Tabitha shouted at Graham, her face flushed with emotion.

Graham sat on the couch, looking helpless. He never imagined things would turn out this way.

"And you," Tabitha turned to Brentley, her voice dripping with disdain. "You're just a lowlife trash picker. Why are you trying to act like some rich kid hitting on girls? What on earth are you thinking?"

"You were the one who asked me to come. I said I didn't want to," Brentley replied flatly.

"You..." Tabitha was momentarily speechless, then muttered under her breath, "I never want to see you again. You're just too annoying!" With that, she turned and stormed off. After the girls left, only Brentley, Graham, and Tyree remained in the booth.

Tyree hesitated for a moment before walking over to Brentley with a cheerful grin. "Brentley, don't be too upset. It's just a girl, right? If this one doesn't work out, we'll find another. In a few days, I'll introduce you to someone even prettier than Wynter..."

"Yes, yes, Brentley, I'm really sorry about this. I didn't expect things to turn out this way today. If I had known, I wouldn't have let Wynter and the others come over..." Graham quickly followed up.

"It's all Ophelia, Farrah and her friends' fault. I mean, we're classmates, do we really need to go this far? Even a day as a couple should leave some affection!" Tyree said passionately, looking over at Ophelia and her group.

"Actually, you two don't need to introduce me to any girlfriends. I already have a fiancee!" Brentley suddenly spoke up.

"What? Brentley, you have a fiancee?" Graham exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yes," Brentley nodded slightly.

"Really? What's her name? Is she from Sunshire City University?" Tyree asked, his curiosity piqued.

"My fiancee's name is Claire Harris," Brentley Carter revealed, hoping to stop Graham and Tyree from worrying about his love life.

"Claire Harris?" Tyree was stunned, his face showing extreme surprise.

Graham had the same reaction.

"Do you two know Claire Harris?" Brentley asked softly, noticing their reactions.

"I do know a woman named Claire Harris from Sunshire City. She's the daughter of the chairman of the Harris Family Group. I'm not sure if the Claire you're talking about is the same one I know," Graham said hesitantly.

"Graham, are you out of your mind? If Brentley Carter's fiancee was really the daughter of the Harris Family Group's chairman, how could he be here drinking with us? Brentley Carter's fiancee must just have the same name as Claire!" Tyree quickly said.

"You're right, it must be a coincidence!" Graham replied with a faint smile, not saying much more.

A girl who was beautiful, had a perfect figure, came from a wealthy family, and had countless admirers, how could such a goddess-level girl be Brentley's fiancee? So, Graham accepted the idea that it was just a name coincidence.

"Brentley, you sly dog! You just broke up with Ophelia a few days ago, and now you have a fiancee? And you didn't even tell us!" Graham said, wrapping his arm around Brentley's neck with a grin.

"Yeah, if you had told us earlier that you had a fiancee, we wouldn't have worried about your love life!" Tyree chimed in.

"I only got engaged in the past couple of days," Brentley replied softly.

"Haha, if we ever get the chance, don't forget to introduce us to your fiancee!" Graham said, still smiling.

"Sure," Brentley nodded, not offering any further explanation.

Meanwhile, Brentley's conversation with Graham and Tyree was overheard by Ophelia, Farrah, and the others. Their faces showed clear confusion upon learning that Brentley had a fiancee.

"Who in their right mind would want to marry Brentley?" Farrah couldn't help but mutter quietly.

"Oh please, you believe anything Brentley says? He probably made up a fiancee to save face. I don't believe someone like him could find a girlfriend," Taylor said, pouting.

"Yeah, Brentley is definitely just bragging!" Ophelia nodded in agreement.

"Ever since you and Brentley broke up, he hasn't been quite right in the head. He's been bragging more and more. I think he still can't get over you, Ophelia," Farrah whispered to Ophelia.

"So what if he can't get over me? I must have been blind to date him back then. There's no way I'd like him now. Our Colby is so much better, rich and considerate..."

As Ophelia spoke, she snuggled into Colby's arms with a flirtatious gesture, as if she were showing off.

Brentley, Graham and Tyree exchanged a few casual words. Seeing that it was getting late, they decided to leave the bar and head home.

But just as Brentley stood up, his phone suddenly rang.

He paused for a moment and quickly took out his phone to check. To his surprise, the caller was none other than his nominal fiancee, Claire!