NovelEnglish"Maybe," Nyla answered.
Damon released her and stepped back, his expression returning to its usual coldness. "Alright. I won't bother you again until I've sorted things out with Rebecca," he promised.
After Nyla left, Damon dialed an international number. "How's the investigation progressing?" "Mr. Sumner, we're still looking into it. However, Ms. Austen's previous hospital was a private facility with strict privacy protections, so I haven't been able to access her medical records yet," the other party reported. "I want results within three days!" Damon barked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter ending the call, Damon set his phone down, his eyes icy with frustration. Rebecca had better not be lying to him! Spencer knocked and entered the office with several documents. "Mr. Sumner, these are the files for this afternoon's meeting." "Mm." Damon glanced up and said in a low voice, "Send someone to keep an eye on Clark. Make sure he doesn't get a chance to approach Nyla again." Spencer hesitated for a moment before speaking cautiously. "Mr. Sumner, what about today's events? If Prospectus Technology offers a 10% discount, there will be no profit at all." Damon's expression remained frosty. "Of course, this matter isn't over." "Understood," Spencer replied.
As he left the office, he immediately dispatched someone to monitor Clark.
Rebecca was sitting on the sofa, knitting a scarf in the living room of Damon's villa when her phone rang. Upon seeing the number, her expression darkened. She picked up the phone and walked to the end of the hallway.
"What's the matter? Didn't I tell you not to contactagain? I'm back in the country. I will not return to Meristate, nor will I be threatened by you!" She deliberately lowered her voice, but her disgust and impatience were unmistakable.
A low, mocking laugh cfrom the other end. "Someone's checking your medical records. If I weren't keeping things under control, do you know what would be happening right now?" Rebecca's face turned pale. "Who's checking on me?" Upon hearing her panic, the man's amusement grew. "I don't know, but it's probably someone from here. I'm covering for you this tbecause of past. Next time, who knows?" swnt Revulsion flashed in Rebecca's eyes. If he hadn't filmed that video while she was under anesthesia, she wouldn't be threatened into complying with his demands.
The thought of that dark experience made her feel sick. If she could, she would love to end the person on the other end of the line.
"Don't forget, you once promised" Before she could finish, the man interrupted, "You said 'once', but now you're back in the country.
Otherwise, we could have discussed things deeper'. If I'm in a good mood, I may continue to goode secret." Rebecca bit her lip hard and said coldly, "I'm not going back!" keep your
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Hahaha, I know. After all, you'd do anything to escape from me. Now that you've finally why managed to ger away, why would you cback?" the man replied. "What do you want from me?" Rebecca asked.
"Senda video daily, and I'll keep your medical records hidden. If you ever stop, the records will be made public," the man demanded. The videos he wanted were far from ordinary.
Rebecca suppressed her nausea and said through gritted teeth, "Fine." "Send one now. You know I don't have much patience. You have ten minutes," the man ordered.
Enduring humiliation and disgust, Rebecca recorded and sent the video.
The man quickly responded with a satisfied emoji.
Rebecca stared at the emoji with cold eyes. It was clear that this problem needed to be dealt with once and for all.
After a moment of thought, her mind flashed with the image of Nyla'sm stunning face, and she smirked. She now had a plan that would serve two purposes. Peter Grill CH/F-PSE X
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