Chapter 168

Harper took this photo herself.

She was quite proud of her charms. So she took those photos to commemorate how many men she had seduced to bed.

Many of those men were older than Harper and were already married with kids.

These photos came with another important purpose.

When Harper ran out of the monthly allowance that Hellen and Paul gave her, she would extort those married men with these sex photos.

“You wouldn’t want your wife and kids to see this, would you? I will keep my mouth shut with a very reasonable price.”

That was something that Harper used to say to those men.

The reason that Janet knew so many details was because Harper used to show this off to her all the time.

She would open this album and flash the photo at Janet’s eyes.

“Can you imagine how hard those men beg to sleep with me? Even after I asked them for money?” Harper giggled, “Of course, you can’t imagine it. Because you don’t even have a single admirer. You will probably die as a virgin, Janet!”

The showing–off was not even the worst part.

One time, Janet refused to do Harper’s homework for her, Harper threatened to photoshop Janet’s head to those sex photos and passed it out to everyone on the street like flyers.

“Then they will think of you like a total tramp!” Harper laughed so hard at that time.

Back then, Janet had nothing but herself to rely on and of course, she was frightened, “No…they won’t believe you…I will tell them that it is you in these photos…”

“And whose words are they going to buy? Mine, or yours?” Harper threatened.

The answer was quite obvious.

Harper was still Riverside Pack’s little princess, and Janet was the Diaz’s most unwanted daughter.

So Janet caved in.

She did Harper’s homework, along with other thousands of unreasonable things that Harper forced her to do.

Now, it was finally time for Harper to become the victim of her own mistake.

Janet made copies of all of those photos and kept the copy on the laptop that Westin

lent her.

She used a tissue to wipe off all her fingerprints.

Then she went to give the phone back to Gill.

Gill and Westin were still waiting for her in the hallway.

When Janet came out, Gill had both of her arms tightly wrapped around Westin’s elbow and said to him in a pleading voice:

say yes to

pulled his arm

way towards you.” Westin replied in a

manner.

me? And toss me away as

to you and asked for help. You could have said no. It was

That sounded cruel.

at him with her eyes welled up with tears. A few seconds later, she threw herself at

I am your yes–machine! I am actually glad that you chose me rather than any other

let out a small

could really make a woman go crazy

“Janet!”

by the door and quickly shook off Gill and walked

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those photos?”

nodded and gave the phone back to Gill, “Thank you for this. Now

phone into her pocket and

whispered to Janet, “…There is nothing going on between

need to explain.”

In case you get

you are a

11 Westin hold his chest pretending to he stabbed in the heart

hurts more than

around! You really should get going. It has

quick kiss on

day, Janet printed out those

a perfect way to present these photos to the guests during the wedding. She couldn’t just hand it out to

drew too much

the photos on the

dramatic effect that she

an idea of where she wanted to

the photos in her apron and

still super hectic down there, with everyone busy working on the

hours to finish the work that she had at hand

was busy working

help with

“You?”

head maid used the back of her hand to mop at her brow, “Do you know how to

am actually quite

was not

she was still Daran’s Luna,

bake

believed that if she could be better at these housewife skills, maybe Daran would grow fond of

know…This wedding cake is a big deal, the spotlight of the dinner party. I can’t afford to mess

be clumsy.

with this.” The head maid said gruffly, “Why don’t you start whipping some of those creams? Let me see what you

was an easy

chilled cream from the freezer and

a hand mixer and

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