She Killed My Ex

Chapter 121 It Was a Scheme

Chapter 121 It Was a Scheme

Did Caroline really not know why she was so reluctant to go along with the show in front of these people today?

No, she knew that.

Caroline had a pride in her bones that no amount of frustration could ever erase. And what were these people like before her three years ago?

She clearly felt so dismissive. After three years, she did not want to be subjected to many taunting stares and jeers in their presence.

Even if she was still a mess, so what? She did it. She was successful after all. She didn't fall flat on her face like these people wanted her to. That was enough.

Her inner pride made her reluctant to cooperate with the show of these people. She clearly knew the reason.

Now when Caroline heard Natalia's shameless words, Caroline didn't argue with Natalia and ask Natalia why she backpedaled.

Caroline did spend time in prison and she did learn to be humble. She lost a kidney, but not a brain. When the initiative was in Natalia's hands, Natalia controlled the right to speak.

If one went to reason with Clodonese, they would talk about benevolence with him. If one talked about benevolence with Clodonese, they would reason with him. By the same token, if Caroline reasoned with Natalia, Natalia would negotiate with Caroline. If Caroline negotiated with Natalia, Natalia would reason with Caroline, just because it was Natalia who controlled the right to speak.

But there were conditions to be made.

"What would it take for you to delete this and give me the copy?"

Natalia's heart was at ease. Natalia thought Caroline was suitable for humble flattery and a murderer had no right to look at her so unyielding.

"You're doing the right thing now." For no reason, Natalia held the phone out to Caroline. "You want a copy of this video? All right. You." Natalia pointed abruptly at a middle-aged man with a big belly and a bald head sitting on the sofa. "Go please him."

Caroline's shoulders vibrated. She slowly turned her head to look at Natalia. Caroline couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Natalia's lips curled and her smile deepened. "I hear Easton say you're in the "services business" now. And I hear you're short of money?"

"Well. We've known each other for years. I would help you." Someone pushed a box in front of Caroline. The box opened with a click, revealing a chest of money. They were so dazzling.

"Just show your "skills". We also want to see a lot of stuff and see the service level of Ms. Jameson."

The piercing voice reached Caroline's ears. Caroline hung her head and dug her nails deep into the flesh. It took all her strength to hold back the surge of anger. There was a tinge of helplessness in her anger. It turned out that no matter how much she tried to maintain her little self-esteem, she could not change a reality that she was nothing but a number "926" prison inmate.

"Caroline, don't forget I have the video on my phone that can be uploaded at any time. What do you think would happen if I uploaded it to Twitter or even Instagram?"

Caroline gnawed at the root of her teeth. She didn't look very well. And her drooping hands were clenched and trembling.

Caroline wanted to fight hard. But she found that no matter what she did, it was in vain. This kind of helplessness made her desperate.

Caroline could not help feeling a little depressed. She found that her struggle was useless. A silent despair floated up to her heart, and gradually crept to her limbs.

She closed her eyes. Her clenched hands loosened in despair.

Her eyes rested again on Natalia's face. She said clearly, word by word,

"Ms. Grant, are you sure that if I do what you say this time, you'll give me all the copies, and promise not to leak them?"

Natalia was about to go on snorting in mock style. Natalia was about to taunt Caroline and tell Caroline that she had no right to decide any of this and had to do what she said. Natalia just gave a cold grunt and she was about to say these words.

"Ms. Grant, everyone has a secret. If you fool me again this time, I can assure you I will kill you!"

Hiss!

Natalia gasped. She could hardly take her eyes off the humble woman's face, even for a second.

Natalia's heart was beating fast and she shuddered. Caroline was really going to do what she said.

That was what Natalia read in Caroline's indomitable eyes.

Natalia was stared at by Caroline's eyes. Then Natalia took a step back in fear. Natalia felt humiliated, so she instantly put on airs with a straight face.

"You are nothing! Caroline, I'm not like you. I wouldn't be as shameless as you. As I have just said, if you let us enjoy the performance, I will give you what you ask for."

Caroline wondered how Natalia, who had just gone back on her word, could be so dignified and have the cheek to say such words. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

A hint of irony flashed through Caroline's eyes.

Caroline said nothing and nodded silently. "Well, Ms. Grant, I hope you can walk the walk." Caroline did not want to owe another life, but just now she had a real desire to kill Natalia.

Caroline looked up again. There was a standard smile on her face which didn't look very well. She said to the middle-aged man on the sofa,

"Sir, I don't drink. I don't prostitute myself. Anything else will do."

There were gasps of shock all around. No one here could believe that Ms. Jameson, who used to have haughtiness, could say such words.

Everyone around Caroline thought Caroline was very abject.

Natalia and her people found some lame extras indeed. The middle-aged balding man with a big belly had never seen anything like this. He looked at what just happened and he was stunned..

"Um, um..." The middle-aged man told the truth because he was at a loss. "Ms. Grant, you only said you wanted me to be an extra. Where is the cameraman?"

Obviously, what was happening at the moment went beyond the scope that the middle-aged man could accept. He looked at Natalia with a troubled face and blinked. "Ms. Grant, you are obviously intimidating that young lady."

Natalia suddenly shouted, "Shut up! There's no such thing as free lunch. You don't want your ‘performance fee’ ?"

At the thought that the high performance fee was almost his salary of one month, the middle-aged man who was recruited to be an extra was reluctant and torn. "Um..."

Caroline knew in her heart that all this was a scheme against her.

They just wanted to humiliate and embarrass Caroline. A wry smile flickered across Caroline's lips, but it disappeared in an instant. When she looked up again, she wore the smile she had practiced so many times in the mirror. "Have you decided, Sir? What can I do for you?"

"Um, um..." The middle-aged man hesitated, not knowing what to do. Then he said in the heat of the moment, "My feet have been sore lately. Just massage my feet."

Suddenly, all was quiet. They all fixed their eyes on Caroline with interest, waiting for her next move.

Even if Caroline buried her head, she could feel people's gaze clearly. She kept the standard smile on her face. Then with everyone watching, she got down on one knee, took off the shoes of the middle-aged man on the couch, and put his feet on her knee.

Sounds of voices and commotion could be heard.

There was a sudden uproar all around.

"God! What do I see?"

"So abject!"