CHAPTER 329: HANGOVER EVIDENCE

Brandon rubbed his temples, soothing the throbbing hangover from the previous night. He slumped onto the couch, phone in hand, swiping through photos and videos, half attempting to piece together the night, half in a quest for distraction from the pounding in his head. It was then that he found it. The video was shaky and poorly lit but unmistakable. Stanley and Savannah locked in a kiss that was anything but platonic. His breath stopped, eyes widening as he replayed it, hoping he had seen wrong. But there it was, clear as day. The sense of betrayal settled in his stomach like a lead weight. How could they? Brandon's first instinct was to hide it, to pretend he hadn't seen it. He shoved his phone into his pocket and leaned back, eyes closed, trying to process this. "Lorenzo doesn't deserve this. Stanley should have known better." Nelly walked in, her hangover evident in her slow movements and expression. She saw Brandon's troubled face and slumped down beside him. She kissed him on