Lisa blinked open and closed her eyes, adjusting to the light. She groaned and sat up, looking around with a frown of confusion. The room was warm, and the bed was comfortable, but she didn’t recognize any of it. She slid her legs off the bed and stood up, feeling slightly unsteady. She walked to the window and saw that she was in an apartment.
Racking her brain, Lisa tried to make sense of her situation. How did she end up here? The last thing she remembered was being in the car with Max.
Then it hit her-Max had offered her a drink. Her eyes widened in panic as she realized that Max must have drugged her. She couldn’t believe that someone she had hired would do such a thing.
“That fucker! He will regret this.” She muttered to herself in anger.
She walked over to the door and opened it, surprised to find it unlocked. She stepped out of the apartment and looked around. The place was medium-sized, with walls painted white and beige, but there were no pictures or decorations. Lisa headed downstairs and saw the back of someone’s head. She called out, “Who are you?”
Her lips curled into a smirk as she sipped her tea. She placed the cup down on the coffee table, leaned back on the couch, and said, “How was your sleep?” she asked, her tone almost teasing.
Lisa froze for a moment, recognizing the voice but still unsure. Slowly, she walked around the couch, and to her surprise, it was Claire. A sudden wave of nervousness and anxiety swept over her. “Claire, why are you here? And where am I?” she stammered. Claire, maintaining her calm demeanor, smiled coolly. “Sit down, Lisa.”
Lisa felt a surge of skepticism. Ignoring Claire’s invitation, she demanded, “Why are you here, Claire? What is this place?”
Claire’s smirk widened. “You are in a safe place Lisa, don’t worry. I’m not going to kill you or do you any harm.”
Lisa took a step forward, her fists clenched. “Max, where is he? I need to see him. I need to talk to him. He drugged me!” Lisa uttered while shouting.
Claire sighed as she knew dealing with Lisa needed a lot of energy. “I almost forgot how much energy it took to deal with you.”
“Just answer the damn question, Claire. Where is Max?” Lisa eyes blazing with fire, but Claire found it amusing.
“You wanted to see him? Fine.” Claire and Lisa stared into each other eyes. Lisa glared at her whereas Claire was calm. “Max, there is someone who wanted to see you.” Claire said loudly and from the kitchen, Max walked into the living room.
Max has a looked of seriousness but also slightly nervous. It didn’t cross his mind that he would be doing this for the sake of money. He blame Lisa for not telling the whole truth what Claire is capable of.
“Well, don’t you want to say something to the person you hired?” Claire said in a matter of fact.
Lisa eyes widen. She thought she heard her wrong. “W-what did you say?”
Leaning forward, Claire took the cup of tea and sipped it slowly. “You heard me. The person you hired.”
A sudden nervousness overcame Lisa. “I-I don’t know what you are talking about.”
A chuckled escape Claire lips and in a more sarcastic way. “Oh my God, Lisa. When will you stop playing the innocent? This is getting old and I’m tired of this.”
Claire stood up from her seat, her heels clicking against the floor as she approached Lisa. “Let me remind you. You hired Max to post a photo about Alex and me, am I right?”
Lisa swallowed the lump in her throat. She clenched her fist so hard that her nails were digging through her skin. Claire took notice of her silence as her eyes drifted down to Lisa’s fist. She scoffed in disbelief as she looked back at Lisa. “Honey, please don’t clenched your fist too tight or you will hurt yourself. But then again is not the first time, right?” a mocking smile appeared on Claire’s lips that frustrated Lisa.
Lisa couldn’t believe what she was hearing and what she was seeing.
“How long are you going to stay silent, huh?” Claire raised her brows. “Well then, I’m going to go first.”
Claire turned around on her heels and took a sit. “So, Max tell me what really happen.”
She sipped her tea casually while keeping her eyes trained on Lisa.
“”Ms. Thompson hired me to post photo about Ms. Peterson.”
“And how much did she pay you?”
“Five hundred dollars.”
Lisa interrupted. “No! That’s a lie. I never did any of those.” Lisa pointed her fingers at Max with so much anger and hatred. “He is a liar. Don’t believe him. I thought you are smarter than that, Claire.”
However, Claire ignored her and kept throwing questions at Max.
“What did she tell you to do?”
“She order me to post photo about your wedding with Alexander Harris.”
“And where did you get all those photos from?”
“From Ms. Thompson herself.”
“You son of a bitch!” Lisa screamed. “You promise to keep it a secret.” She sneered at him.
“You didn’t mention specifically what Ms. Peterson are capable of doing. She can ruin my life if I don’t do what she says.” Max said coldly.
Lisa scoffed in disbelief. She couldn’t believe that she hired a coward like Max. “You are such a girl. How are you scared of a woman like her?” Claire watched their interaction with amusement as she sipped her tea.
“I am not scared of her. I fear her and so should you.”
Lisa is on the verge of screaming in frustration. This doesn’t go the way she expected to be. “You drugged me! You asshole!”
“He was just following orders. Just
ē
like you did.” Claire chimed in shooting Lisa a smiled that makes Lisa more aggravated. “Thank you, Max. Matthew will give you the rest of the money. You may go.
“You are doing this for money?!”
“Aren’t we all?” Max left the apartment as the sound of the front door slammed close.
“Now, Lisa. It’s just us two. Care to explain more into detail from your perspective?” she raised her brows.
Lisa was in so much anger mixed with humiliation. Her plan that she thought would go smoothly was wrong. Apparently, everything was in her head. “How did you find out about this?”
Claire shrugged. “I have friends helping me.” she doesn’t go into much detail as she prefers to keep things vague.
Lisa frowned at Claire’s respond. “I will report this to the police. You drugged me and kidnapped me.”
“I did not kidnapped you and even if I did, do you have proof?”
“I am the proof. They will believe me.”
Claire stood up and walked towards Lisa. Her walked carry confidence that slightly wavered Lisa. “Lisa, do you think people will believe you?”
Her brows scrunched in confusion at Claire words. “What do you mean?”
“I have proof of what you did to me. You practically ruined my image by posting a photo about my wedding which is a violation of privacy. Not to mention you also hired someone to do the job. So, who do you think the police will believe in?”
“Are you going to report me?”
Claire laughed as she found it funny. “Report you? No. Even better, I’m going to sue you.”