Maisy’s mind raced with disgust. The man from last night was truly despicable. Not only had he slept with her, but he had also let others in after him. What did he think of her? It seemed that the whole event had been recorded. Now Christopher had those videos, and the very thought of it sent shivers down Maisy’s spine.
As Maisy continued to shout in fury, Christopher’s voice came through the phone, cold and mocking. “An explanation? You’re the one who needs to explain yourself. You’re the one in the video. I knew you were cheap and promiscuous, but I didn’t realize how low you could go. One guy wasn’t enough for you, so you had to find more. How pathetic.”
Her face burned with anger. “What did you just say? Are you listening to yourself, Christopher? Did you forget how you tried to win me over? You were practically crawling at my feet, and now you dare mock me?”
She took a deep breath, her voice steadying. “I was only interested in you because you were Skylar’s boyfriend. I was just playing with you. It should’ve been obvious, given your family background and abilities. You were never even close to being worthy of me.”
“You’re despicable, Maisy!” Christopher snapped, his patience snapping. Lately, he had been seeing things differently. He had been thinking back to his high school days when everything had been simple. Back then, he and Skylar had chosen each other, believing they’d be together forever. But all that had changed because of Maisy.
His voice darkened. “If I send these videos to your parents and brothers, what do you think they’ll do? Oh, I almost forgot—I’ll make sure your birth mother sees them, too.”
Fear shot through Maisy, and she shouted into the phone, “No!”
Christopher’s smirk was evident even through the phone. “Scared, huh? I know exactly how to handle you.”
Maisy gritted her teeth, her mind racing. She regretted letting herself lose control last night. “What do you want from me, Christopher?”
Finally, Christopher laid out his demands. “Give me a million dollars, and I’ll delete all the videos. No one will know about your secret. If you don’t, I’ll make sure they end up on every website and in everyone’s inbox in this city.”
“A million dollars?” Maisy was stunned. “That’s outrageous. I don’t have that kind of money.”
“Oh, I know you can afford it. I’ve seen your bags. They cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. I want the money within an hour, or I’ll spread the video everywhere,” Christopher’s voice was firm before the line went dead.
Maisy’s hands trembled as she stared at her phone, her heart pounding with fury. “Damn it!”
She cursed herself internally. How had Christopher gotten those videos? She did have the money, but if she gave it to him, she wouldn’t have much left. Christopher, sensing her hesitation, sent her another video. In it, the camera was focused on her face, and she could see every detail of her expression in the high-definition footage.
Along with the video came a voice message. “You have 55 minutes to transfer the money. After that, your reputation will be ruined. Don’t test me.”
Maisy’s face went pale, and for a moment, she felt like she might collapse from the pressure. “Darn it, Christopher!”
Meanwhile, Skylar was oblivious to the storm brewing. After clocking in, she made her way to her work area, completely focused on her tasks. Sadie and Jeffrey’s earlier confrontation didn’t even faze her. As she settled into her work, she didn’t notice someone watching her from outside the window.
John spoke to his father, Alexander, as they observed Skylar through the glass. “Caleb’s really obsessed with her. Dad, if there’s no other way, maybe we should get Skylar to talk to him.”
Alexander sighed, watching his daughter with a mixture of admiration and regret. “That punk has good taste, but it’s too late. What a pity.”
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