Chapter 225

Why was the man from last night so despicable? He’d not only slept with Maisy, but he'd also allowed others to join them. What did he think she was? He'd even recorded the entire thing.

Now Christopher had the videos. The thought sent shivers down Maisy's spine.

As Christopher listened to Maisy's furious shouts, his face twisted. "An explanation? You're the one who needs to explain yourself!"

"You're the one in the video. I knew you were promiscuous and cheap, but I didn't expect this. One man wasn't enough? How cheap!"

Maisy flushed with anger. "What did you say? Christopher, are you listening to yourself?"

"Did you forget how you fawned over me? You were licking my boots, and now you dare mock me? Who are you to judge?"

"I was only interested in you because you were Skylar's boyfriend. I was stringing you along. You should be able to think for yourself. Given your family background and capabilities, how are you even worthy of me?"

"Maisy, you're despicable!" Christopher exploded again, fueled by her shamelessness. Lately, he'd been reflecting.

He'd been remembering high school, the pure bliss of his relationship with Skylar. Nothing had troubled them; they'd chosen each other, believing they'd be together forever.

Then he'd changed. He'd cheated on her. And it was all because of Maisy!

He threatened, "If I send these videos to your brothers and parents, what do you think they'll do? Oh, and I'll let your birth mother see them, too."

Alarmed, Maisy cried, "No!"

"Scared?" Christopher smirked. He knew how to handle Maisy.

Maisy clenched her jaw. She regretted her actions last night. "What do you want?"

Christopher finally stated his demands. "Give me a million dollars, and I'll delete the videos. No one will know your secret."

"Otherwise, I'll make sure they appear on various websites, and everyone in this city will receive them on their phones."

"A million dollars? That's too much! I don't have a million dollars!" Maisy was shocked.

"I know you can afford it. Your bag alone costs hundreds of thousands. I want the money within an hour, or the video goes public." Christopher hung up.

Maisy stared at her phone, her eyes burning with fury. "Damn it!"

Chapter 225

She raged silently. How had Christopher obtained those videos?

She did have a million dollars, but giving it to Christopher would leave her with very little.

Meanwhile, fearing Maisy wouldn't pay, Christopher sent another video.

The men were gone; the camera focused on Maisy, her face clearly visible in high-definition.

He also sent a voice message: "You have 55 minutes to transfer the money. Any longer, and your reputation will be ruined."

Maisy paled with anger and nearly fainted.

Damn it, Christopher!

After clocking in, Skylar went directly to her workstation, ignoring Sadie and Jeffrey. Fully immersed in her work, she didn't notice someone watching her through the window.

"Caleb's really obsessed. Dad, if there's no other choice, let's just have Skylar talk to him," John said to Alexander, watching Skylar's focused work.

Alexander sighed. "The punk has good taste, but it's too late. What a pity."