At that moment, Maisy was consumed by a deep hatred for Christopher.
Meanwhile, Christopher sat back, satisfied, as he viewed the transfer details showing 500 thousand dollars. Maisy’s threats didn’t faze him in the least. To him, they were as insignificant as the bite of a mosquito.
“I just happened to film the video by chance,” he said with a smirk. “I never expected you would show up and let me record. Don’t worry. As long as you don’t give me more chances, I won’t do it again.”
But Christopher’s promises were nothing more than a ploy to placate Maisy. Since discovering her affair with Kenny, he was determined to use the situation to his advantage. He planned to capture more of their scandalous moments on film—and he wouldn’t hesitate to exploit Kenny as well. A woman like Maisy, he figured, probably had many lovers, and he could make money by recording them all.
Christopher’s recent job search in Jipsburg City had been unsuccessful, but now he saw a way to earn several hundred thousand dollars just by filming. It seemed like the perfect opportunity.
Maisy took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure. “From now on, stop bothering me,” she said coldly. “What happened between us was mutual. We were both happy. You don’t need to keep an eye on me. Go find Skylar instead.”
“You and Skylar are different kinds of women,” Christopher retorted. “Before you hang up, tell me—how many men have you slept with?”
Maisy’s anger flared. “That’s none of your business! Stop prying into things that don’t concern you!” she snapped.
“You’re just a slut,” Christopher sneered. “Stop pretending you’re better than me.”
After hanging up, Christopher turned his gaze to the entrance of the Gardner Group building. It was quiet, with no one in sight. Boredom crept in, so he decided to sell the video of Maisy on an adult site. Although it only brought in a few tens of thousands of dollars, it was better than holding on to it. And now, other men could watch it too.
He continued waiting until past 4:00 pm when employees started leaving work. His eyes lit up with excitement as he scanned the entrance, eager not to miss anyone.
Christopher refused to believe that Skylar had truly taken the day off. He stayed put, waiting, but after several minutes, Skylar still hadn’t appeared.
Could she be avoiding him on purpose?
Determined, Christopher rushed forward and stopped a passing employee. “Is Skylar still working today?” he asked.
“Didn’t she take the day off today? Who are you? Do you need something from her?” the female staff member replied.
Anger surged within Christopher. “You said she took the day off?” he demanded.
“Yes, just call her if you need anything,” she said, turning away.
Fuming with rage, Christopher watched the woman walk off. He had waited for hours, only to discover that Skylar had, in fact, taken the day off.
As he stood there, seething, the security guard on the new shift spotted him. The guard recognized him immediately and quickly informed his colleague, “If you see him again, don’t let him anywhere near Skylar.”
“Huh? But he’s been waiting here for hours. I even told him to call her, but he refused,” the other guard responded.
“He’s just a madman. I’ll let Skylar know,” the first guard said with a sigh.
Skylar received the security guard’s message. Upon hearing that Christopher had been waiting for her for several hours, she took a deep breath.
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