Chapter 428 Sweet Maneuvers

Nicole turned, her hand poised on her skirt's zipper, appearing ready to take it off at any second.

The bodyguard dressed in black started to panic. Sweat beaded on his forehead and back, the thought of spying on Jarrod's woman filled him with fear. He would never dare to do so.

Even the mere thought of approaching someone Jarrod had let go was unthinkable for men of his caliber. Plus, Nicole had slept with Jarrod.

In his rush to leave, the bodyguard quickly left the room, slamming the door before Nicole could undress.

Once she heard the door shut, Nicole allowed a small smirk, grabbing a towel on her way to the shower.

Finishing her shower swiftly, she wrapped up in the towel and pressed a hidden switch on the wall, unveiling a secret room.

Inside, a detailed map of intricate relationships and numerous photos adorned a blackboard.

Nicole plugged a USB into the computer.

Her earlier rushed visit to Jarrod's mansion had only allowed her to download files from one folder, not yet reviewed by her. To her astonishment, the drive was filled with compromising photos and videos of Mr. Hampton, caught in unsavory moments with various women.

Nicole was aware of Jarrod's extreme prudence, presumably keeping such material on close associates as a safeguard. These were evidently his blackmail reserves, possibly crafted by his hand.

The release of these photos would cause significant harm to the Hampton family, impacting both their market and corporate standing, particularly with whispers of the Hampton family elder's influential ties.

Inspired, Nicole edited the images to obscure crucial details before anonymously emailing them to Mr. Hampton. Having indirect ties to the Hampton family made acquiring his contact easy.

A prompt reply came from Mr. Hampton "Who the hell are you?"

Nicole replied, "That's not your concern.

He pressed, "What do you want?"

Nicole responded. "Let's strike a deal."

Feeling somewhat hopeful, Mr. Hampton asked, "You're after money? Name your price."

Nicole replied, "Money is not my objective.

Mr. Hampton asked, "Then what is it you want?" Nicole stated, "A contract from five years back." Mr. Hampton went quiet before texting back, "I'm not following you."

hint of amusement, "Perhaps the spread of these photos and videos across the

"How do we

for

incriminating content to a cloud server so secure it was nearly unbreakable. Feeling a sense of completion, she destroyed the USB by crushing it under her

in the bathroom, got dressed, and left the

"Miss Lawrence,

this. "Let's go," she

***

engrossed in her studio

phone rang with a video call from

somehow seeming more vivid than ever before.

softly affirmed with

what you're eating." Mitchel's voice

meal, listing the dishes. "Radish seed salad, broccoli, and

but you're missing a soup. Who cooked?" "The housekeeper," Raegan

unsure, Raegan responded teasingly, "As if you'd have

"I'm easy to please.

when would you like for

observed her eating a broccoli piece, finding her expression endearingly cute. "How about tomorrow

next morning, his eagerness would have made it impossible to wait! He was exceptionally eager

for the afternoon. The delivery was in the Ashfield, a quiet suburb of Ardlens. It would take just over an hour to get there. She could surely return by

works," Raegan

by her confirmation. He then playfully focused

asked, checking her reflection but

your ear, and I'll

Raegan brought the phone

alluring, whispering closely. "Your lips

face in an instant. Surrounded by people, this flirtatious comment

banter, amidst the crowd's noise, gave Raegan the sense

scolded, "There's

smile turned mischievous. "Which is why I whispered it,

her racing heartbeat, a sweet feeling

tinged with red, Mitchel's expression

out for your arm..." Raegan's concern for Mitchel flowed out without her even realizing it. She paused, taken

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