Nicole replied, “That’s not your concern.

He pressed, “What do you want?”

Nicole responded.

“Let’s strike a deal.

Feeling somewhat hopeful, Mr.

Hampton asked, “You’re after money?

Name your price.

Nicole replied, “Money is not my objective.

Mr.

Hampton asked, “Then what is it you want?”

Nicole stated, “A contract from five years back.

Mr.

Hampton went quiet before texting back, “I’m not following you.

Nicole responded with a hint of amusement, “Perhaps the spread of these photos and videos across the internet will jog your memory.

Mr.

Hampton replied, “How do we proceed?”

“Just wait for my instruction.

After sending the message, Nicole uploaded the incriminating content to a cloud server so secure it was nearly unbreakable.

Feeling a sense of completion, she destroyed the USB by crushing it under her foot.

She then wet her hair again in the bathroom, got dressed, and left the room.

The bodyguard, waiting for her, approached immediately, and said, “Miss Lawrence, it’s time for you to return to the villa.

Nicole couldn’t suppress a smirk at this.

“Let’s go,” she said, her tone dripping

with sarcasm.

Raegan had been engrossed in her studio work all day.

At lunchtime, her phone rang with a video call from Mitchel.

She picked up the call.

Mitchel’s handsome face appeared on the screen, somehow seeming more vivid than ever before.

“Did I catch you during lunch?”

Raegan softly affirmed with a “yes.

“Let me see what you’re eating.

” Mitchel’s voice filled the speaker.

Raegan aimed the camera at her meal, listing the dishes.

“Radish seed salad, broccoli, and steamed bass.

“It Looks delicious, but you’re missing a soup.

Who cooked?”

“The housekeeper,” Raegan said.

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