Chapter 451

The door slammed shut, and Maisy knew the Williams family was finished with her. Gritting her teeth, she realized she had no choice but to leave. Her bank account was empty, and her PayPal held only a few thousand dollars—barely enough for a single night in a decent hotel. She squatted by the roadside, watching the bustling crowds, tears streaming down her face.

She had called all her friends. Those who once claimed to be her closest confidantes hadn't answered, and some had even blocked her on WhatsApp. News of her predicament was everywhere, and she was recognized wherever she went.

Then, her phone rang. Anxiously, she answered, hoping it was Kenny.

“Maisy, you’re a bitch! Why don’t you just become a prostitute? Now that both the Williams and Yancey families have discarded you, you must be worse off than I am! Hahaha…”

Christopher’s manic laughter echoed through the receiver. Rage filled Maisy’s eyes. “Christopher!” she shouted.

“Give me back my money! I don’t care if you leaked those videos. I just want my money back!” Maisy pleaded. With money, she could have cosmetic surgery and start over. Regret gnawed at her for giving in to Christopher’s blackmail.

A world away, on a Korel City beach, Christopher sat, his gaze fixed on the vast ocean. “Having a rough time in Jipsburg, Maisy? Come to Korel City. I’ll give you money.”

“Really?” Maisy was skeptical.

“I figured it out. Since Skylar and I are finished, and you’ve been cast out by the Williams family, we might as well stick together. I’ll take care of you.” Christopher’s tone softened unexpectedly, reminiscent of their shared past.

After a day of scorn and rejection, Maisy was moved by his sudden kindness. “Yes, I’ll book the flight,” she said. “Just come,” Christopher added, his voice even gentler.

Maisy bit her lip. “Alright, Christopher. I believe you. I’ll be with you.”

Blinded by his façade, Maisy couldn’t see the trap she was walking into. Her elaborate schemes to control Christopher had backfired spectacularly.

A cold chuckle escaped Christopher’s lips as he ended the call. Skylar was gone, all because of Maisy. He would make her pay.

While Joe was showering, Skylar received a call from Alexander.

“Skye, do you have a moment to help me with something?”

Skylar, having just finished showering and handling shop orders, replied, “Sure, Mr. Gardner Senior. I have time now.”

Alexander quickly sent a photo of a bronze artifact. “I’ve authenticated many bronzes, but this one seems off. It’s not quite a fake, but not entirely genuine either,” he explained.

Skylar zoomed in to examine the details. Her expression turned serious. “Mr. Gardner Senior, who brought you this bronze artifact for authentication?”

“A friend recently acquired it abroad and wanted to verify its authenticity. It’s currently here at my place,” Alexander responded, sending more detailed photos for Skylar’s evaluation.

Skylar studied the pictures intently, oblivious to Joe emerging from the bathroom. Completely absorbed, she called Alexander back the moment she finished examining the photos.