Chapter 1733
Nollace tidied the strands of hair sticking to her cheek and responded softly, “I’m here.”
After a long while, the only response he got was the sound of her shallow and lengthened breathing.
Nollace sat on the edge of the bed and watched her for a while.
His pocket vibrated suddenly, and he took out his cell phone. It was a text message.
A photo was attached to the text message, and the photo showed that the young woman walking next to Juneau
was Lisa.
The next day, it was cloudy and rainy.
Juneau’s assistant pushed open the bedroom door and handed a parcel to him. “Mr. Livingston, this is yours.”
Juneau had just finished taking a shower. He slowly tied the belt of his bathrobe and glanced at the parcel. “Who
sent this?”
“I don’t know. The delivery man only told me that it must be received by you.”
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Juneau took the package, walked to the couch, sat down, and opened the package. The box was the size of his
palm and very light. He did not know what was in it.
When he opened the box, its content turned out to be a USB
flash drive.
The assistant was also stunned for a few seconds. “Why would
someone send us a USB flash drive?”
Juneau frowned and got his assistant to go and get him a laptop. He then inserted the USB flash drive into the
laptop and found out that there were two folders on the flash drive. He opened one of the folders, and it contained
a video.
The moment the video started, Juneau closed the laptop abruptly. His expression looked extremely distressed.
The assistant only heard the voice from the video and froze in place. He was a normal man, so it was impossible for
him not to know about the content of the video. “Mr. Livingston, is this a prank?”
‘Someone would actually send such videos around?’
Juneau raised his head and said with a stern face. “You can go out first.”
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After his assistant left the room, Juneau picked up the phone and called Lisa. “Come to my room.”
The rain outside the window became heavier.
When Lisa arrived, she did not notice the strangeness in Juneau’s expression. She only thought that Juneau had
asked her out in private for his lust.
But as long as she could hold onto Juneau before he left Yaramoor, she would have a way to escape Donald-she
would have more freedom than when she was being trapped in the black market.
“Mr. Livingston”
Juneau grabbed her hand and flung her onto the desk in the next second
Lisa was stunned, and before she could return to her senses, Juneau had already grasped her by the hair and
forced her to face the laptop monitor. “Is the person in this video you?”
Upon seeing the paused video, Lisa’s face turned pale. “I… This isn’t…”
Juneau’s expression looked gloomy, and he grabbed her hair vigorously. “Do you know the price you’ll have to pay
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for deceiving me? You got me to spend $150,000 on you when you were no longer a virgin?”
“No, Mr. Livingston, this is… Someone is trying to frame me!” Her scalp hurt, and she started sobbing.
Juneau threw her to the floor, picked up the phone, and was about to call Donald. Lisa’s expression changed
instantly.
‘Mr. Matthews won’t let me go once he learns that Juneau has found out about the secret!’
She rushed over and smacked Juneau’s phone to the floor, but Juneau slapped her with a backhand.
Lisa’s body turned away, and she staggered a few steps before finding her balance. The resentment that had been
accumulating within her stomach exploded. “If you dare to tell Mr. Matthews about this, aren’t you afraid I’ll reveal
your secret to the public?”
Juneau did not expect Lisa to have the guts to threaten him, and the fists resting on his sides tightened. “What did
you just say?”
Lisa’s eyes were bloodshot, and she sneered. “If you leave me with no choice, you too won’t get out of this matter
unscathed. The image that you’ve been trying to maintain in front of the public will eventually scatter. I have
nothing to lose, but it’s different for you.”
Upon seeing that Juneau froze in place, glaring at her, Lisa’s pride skyrocketed. “Ms. Livingston doesn’t know about
your hobbies, does she? If I were to say something accidentally…” He roared, “How dare you!?”