Chapter 65
Kenneth pinned her against the wall, his cool lips brushing her earlobe. “How much do you want?” he asked, his tone indulgent. His voice suggested he’d give her whatever amount she named. Not wanting to be greedy, Ophelia gestured. “Seven million dollars.”
“Deal.” Kenneth agreed without hesitation. He leaned in, his lips seeking hers.
Ophelia hesitated, acutely aware of the broad daylight around them. She looked up, meeting Kenneth’s intense gaze. Hist eyes, deep and mesmerizing, seemed to draw her in completely
Every time Ophelia saw that look, her heart ached uncontrollalily. There was no logical reason for it, but it was as if she was seeing the man who had died for her in the past life. In those moments, Ophelia felt she would give him anything he desired.
The tension between them was palpable. Kenneth’s strong, masculine hand reached towards the nightstand, only to grasp at empty air. The condoms were gone.
Kenneth’s eyes, which had been burning with passion, gradually cooled. His chest rose and fell with restrained desire, and Ophelia understood they had run out of condoms. Ophelia’s delicate arms wrapped around Kenneth’s neck as she planted delicate kisses on his skin.
Kenneth frowned, gently restraining Ophelia as she tried to seduce him. He wrapped her in the blanket and rolled out of bed.
Moments later, the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.
This man, Ophelia mused, has even more self-control than I imagined
As the water continued to run in the bathroom, two soft knocks gounded at the door.
Ophelia quickly dressed and went to answer the door. Lisa stood there, visibly anxious. “Miss Spencer, there are police. officers at the main gate. They say you’re suspected of extortion and need to take you in for questioning.” “Alright,” Ophelia replied calmly, glancing towards the bathroom before straightening her clothes and heading out. When Kenneth finished his shower and came downstairs, he found Lisa pacing back and forth, wringing her hands. “Mr. Sinclair, thank goodness you’re here! The police have taken Miss Spencer away,” Lisa blurted out.
Kenneth’s brow furrowed, a shadow falling over his deep-set eyes.
“They said something about extortion. But Miss Spencer would never do such a thing!” Lisa continued, practically spinning in circles with worry.
Just then, one of the security guards approached. “Mr. Sinclair, someone sent you a photograph. They claim it shows… Well they say it shows Miss Spencer with a toyboy she’s keeping on the side.”
The guard rushed through his report, keeping his head down, afraid to meet Kenneth’s gaze.
Kenneth snatched the photo, furrowing his brow as he inwardly scoffed. He had warned her before. If she stepped out of line, he would personally break her legs. Even if she was at the police station now, he’d bail her out just to do it himself. As Kenneth flipped the photo over, his eyebrow twitched. “Damn Who said I’m her toy boy? His expression became unreadable, causing the bodyguards and servants to hold their tongues in fear. 14:51 Mon, Nov 11 ti.
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Lisa could only fret silently, wondering why Kenneth wasn’t more concerned.
Clutching the photo, Kenneth turned and headed upstairs, pulling out his phone to make a call.
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead in the Dellanex police station. Tracy, the assistant, had just finished recounting the incident. Emily sat beside her, face masked, a picture of silent distress.
The officer offered some reassuring words. This kind of thing happened often in the entertainment world – obsessive fans threatening celebrities’ privacy, followed by blackmail attempts.
It was just that the amount this time was quite large.
“We’ve already sent people to bring her in. We’ll get to the bottom of this. I assure you, the officer, Steven, stated.
“Thank you,” Emily replied, playing the role of a victim as she sat on the couch, clutching a glass of water with both hands.
Tracy chimed in, “Steven, you have no idea how brazen that woman is. She’s from the slums, you know. She must have gone crazy with greed to try and blackmail our artist for seven million dollars. Surely that’s enough to lock her up for good, right?” Chapter 65
Kenneth pinned her against the wall, his cool lips brushing her earlobe. “How much do you want?” he asked, his tone indulgent. His voice suggested he’d give her whatever amount she named.
Not wanting to be greedy, Ophelia gestured. “Seven million dollars.”
“Deal.” Kenneth agreed without hesitation. He leaned in, his lips seeking hers.
Ophelia hesitated, acutely aware of the broad daylight around them. She looked up, meeting Kenneth’s intense gaze. Hist eyes, deep and mesmerizing, seemed to draw her in completely
Every time Ophelia saw that look, her heart ached uncontrollalily. There was no logical reason for it, but it was as if she was seeing the man who had died for her in the past life.
In those moments, Ophelia felt she would give him anything he desired.
The tension between them was palpable. Kenneth’s strong, masculine hand reached towards the nightstand, only to grasp at empty air. The condoms were gone.
Kenneth’s eyes, which had been burning with passion, gradually cooled. His chest rose and fell with restrained desire, and Ophelia understood they had run out of condoms. Ophelia’s delicate arms wrapped around Kenneth’s neck as she planted delicate kisses on his skin.
Kenneth frowned, gently restraining Ophelia as she tried to seduce him. He wrapped her in the blanket and rolled out of bed.
Moments later, the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.
This man, Ophelia mused, has even more self-control than I imagined
As the water continued to run in the bathroom, two soft knocks gounded at the door.
Ophelia quickly dressed and went to answer the door. Lisa stood there, visibly anxious. “Miss Spencer, there are police. officers at the main gate. They say you’re suspected of extortion and need to take you in for questioning.” “Alright,” Ophelia replied calmly, glancing towards the bathroom before straightening her clothes and heading out. When Kenneth finished his shower and came downstairs, he found Lisa pacing back and forth, wringing her hands. “Mr. Sinclair, thank goodness you’re here! The police have taken Miss Spencer away,” Lisa blurted out.
Kenneth’s brow furrowed, a shadow falling over his deep-set eyes.
“They said something about extortion. But Miss Spencer would never do such a thing!” Lisa continued, practically spinning in circles with worry.
Just then, one of the security guards approached. “Mr. Sinclair, someone sent you a photograph. They claim it shows… Well they say it shows Miss Spencer with a toyboy she’s keeping on the side.”
The guard rushed through his report, keeping his head down, afraid to meet Kenneth’s gaze.
Kenneth snatched the photo, furrowing his brow as he inwardly scoffed. He had warned her before. If she stepped out of line, he would personally break her legs. Even if she was at the police station now, he’d bail her out just to do it himself. As Kenneth flipped the photo over, his eyebrow twitched. “Damn Who said I’m her toy boy? His expression became unreadable, causing the bodyguards and servants to hold their tongues in fear. 14:51 Mon, Nov 11 ti.
Chapter 65
Lisa could only fret silently, wondering why Kenneth wasn’t more concerned.
Clutching the photo, Kenneth turned and headed upstairs, pulling out his phone to make a call.
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead in the Dellanex police station. Tracy, the assistant, had just finished recounting the incident. Emily sat beside her, face masked, a picture of silent distress.
The officer offered some reassuring words. This kind of thing happened often in the entertainment world – obsessive fans threatening celebrities’ privacy, followed by blackmail attempts.
It was just that the amount this time was quite large.
“We’ve already sent people to bring her in. We’ll get to the bottom of this. I assure you, the officer, Steven, stated.
“Thank you,” Emily replied, playing the role of a victim as she sat on the couch, clutching a glass of water with both hands.
