Nigel smiled lightly. He inserted his hard disk into the laptop, then sent Brettley an anonymous email. Brettley received an email. There was nothing in it but a video. In that video, Cynthal was sitting in front of the computer with huge sunglasses. She was looking at the coding on the computer screen, furrowing her brows. Soon after, she seemed to have thought of something and started typing furiously on the keyboard, decoding.
“Uh…“ Lucas looked at the computer screen in shock.
“Sir, the hacker just now was Ms. Peterson?“
“It’s not her.“ Brettley lifted the cup of coffee and took a sip.
“She only has basic computer skills. Also, the things that she typed were not the correct decoding method. I was dealing with a skilled hacker. It can’t be her.“ Lucas nodded along, even though he did not quite understand.
“Let’s head to Cynthal’s house.“ Brettley put down the cup of coffee, stood up, and headed out of his office. Lucas was stunned and he chased after Brettley.
“But, sir. Didn’t you just say that you did not go up against Ms. Peterson just now? Why do you want to go to her house then?“ Brettley strode to the elevator.
“If I’m not wrong, guessing from the video, Cynthal must have wanted to act cool or it was a recording of some surveillance, but this video was never published online.“ Lucas said in realization,
“You mean to say that they hacked into Ms. Peterson’s computer?“
“Not only that.“ Brettley looked at the elevator door closing. His eyes darkened.
“That person that sent the video over is hinting at something. This matter might have something to do with Cynthal.“
Lucas nodded.
“You, Sir, are far-sighted.“
“Get Bethan over. We’ll head there together.“ Brettley rubbed the middle of his brows and said flatly. The other victim of the incident that day was her. He owed her an explanation.
Cynthal Peterson’s house. Cynthal was in silk pajamas. She was drinking tea while looking at the computer screen with her manager. On the screen, many spammers were insulting Bethan. (You b*tch. You’re just a lowly servant. Do you think you’re worthy of Mr. Morrison?] (How disgusting. Mistresses should be struck by lightning ! Those that steal other people’s boyfriends should be dead!] (So here’s the problem. Does Brettley Morrison truly love Cynthal? After such an incident, he should fire the maid!
“ ..This comment.“ Cynthal pointed at the comment about Brettley firing Bethan.
“Get me a hundred more comments on this. No. A thousand. No. Ten thousand!
“ Cynthal slammed her credit card on the table.
“I have the money! Stupid lowly maid. How dare she fight with me!
“ Cynthal wanted Bethan to experience the wrath of online bullying. What would happen if she offended her! Her manager immediately picked up her phone and looked at Cynthal, trying to please her.
“Ms. Cynthal, do you want one thousand or ten thousand comments?“
“Ten thousand!
“ Cynthal waved her hands smugly.
“We have to do it viciously! Beat her down so she could never get back up!
“ Her manager nodded and was just about to contact the spammers’ syndicate when the doorbell rang.
“The delivery sure is quick!
“ Cynthal raised her brows. To celebrate, she ordered a huge meal.
“I’ll go get it!“ Cynthal’s manager got up and rushed to open the door. What she saw outside made her bewildered.
“M-Mr. Morrison!
“
The manager looked at the man with an overpowering aura. Her voice started to tremble. She deliberately spoke louder to warn Cynthal inside, but Cynthal was so engrossed in the internet news she barely heard her.
“Cynthal is in, right?“ Brettley swept a cold glance at the manager and entered the house. Behind him, Bethan was quietly looking at the studio apartment in front of her. She was feeling extremely emotional.
“Bethan, thank you for buying me this apartment. I love it!“
“You’re the best! I thought you would forget about me after marrying!
“
“Bethan…“ The scene of Cynthal running around the apartment appeared on her mind. She never thought that after six years, Cynthal would still stay there. Back then, when Bethan just married Brettley, because she missed Cynthal a lot, she bought Cynthal this apartment with the money she earned from designing. She hoped that Cynthal could come to Banyan City to accompany her.
What she got in return was Cynthal’s unbridled solicitation and deception.
“Bethan, let’s go,
“ Lucas said, which pulled Bethan back to reality. She pursed her lips and followed Brettley into the apartment.
“Hold up!
“ The manager could recognize Bethan. This was the woman that went shopping with Brettley! Her face was too perfect. It was hard not to recognize her! The manager raised her hand to stop her.
“You cannot enter.“ Bethan raised her brows.
“Why?“
“As a maid, you should be aware that Mr. Morrison is Cynthal’s fiance. Cynthal is still angry at today’s incident. Mr. Morrison must be here to cheer her up. You being here will only upset Cynthal.“ Bethan smiled.
“Since you think that Mr. Morrison is here to cheer Cynthal up, how sure are you that Mr. Morrison did not get me over to apologize to Cynthal?“
“You’re not that kind-hearted of a person that would come to apologize!
“
The manager blocked Bethan from entering.
“Don’t think that I don’t know you have wanted to break Mr. Morrison and Cynthal apart from the start!
“ Lucas furrowed his brows and was about to join in the argument. However, the moment he lifted his head, he saw Brettley standing there looking at Bethan as if he was anticipating what was about to happen next. Naturally, Lucas did not dare say anything. He swallowed his words back down.
“Since you said I deliberately want to break Mr. Morrison and Ms. Peterson up,
“ Bethan smiled.
“Now that you’re blocking me from entering, does that mean I have succeeded in doing so? I see that Ms. Peterson is not that charming after all.“ The manager glared fiercely at Bethan.
“Nonsense! You can barely compete with Cynthal!
“
“Since I could barely compete with Cynthal, how could I possibly destroy their relationship? You’re blocking me from entering. What are you so afraid of?“ The manager was baffled by her words. She did not know what to say at that instant. While she was in a daze, Cynthal went around her and entered. When the manager could think of something to say, Bethan had already followed Brettley into Cynthal’s room.
“Is that my feast?“ Upon hearing the door close outside, Cynthal put down her mouse. Before she could turn around, she heard her manager yell,
“Cynthal, Mr. Morrison is here!
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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