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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 815

“Please come closer, Mr. Campbell. Record everything as I examine her body. If you don’t wish to see anything, you can close your eyes,” requested Joyce as she took Jacqueline’s panty off.

Silas was dumbfounded, his lip twitching uncontrollably.

Although he thought that Joyce’s method was a little extreme, even he couldn’t deny that it was the most effective one.

F*ck it. I’m going all out. Remember, Silas, you’re doing this to clear Mr. Shane’s good name. It’s for Madam’s sake too.

Silas took a deep breath and took a few steps forward before he closed his eyes.

Only then did Jacqueline realize that Silas had been videotaping everything. Her entire figure instantly stiffened. She couldn’t keep her act up anymore and sounded scared when she howled, “F*ck off. Get off of me. Let me go!”

There was no way Joyce would let her go. The former suppressed the disgust she felt as she reached down. All she needed was a touch to get to the bottom of things. There’s nothing there!

Joyce’s anxious heart instantly calmed down.

If she was being honest, she would say that she had been truly worried that the two of them had slept together.

Oh, thank the heavens that everything is as I suspected. Nothing happened between them.

Nat can stop worrying now since Mr. Shane is innocent.

Joyce moved her hand out and let Jacqueline go at the same time.

With that, Jacqueline ended up lying on the bed like a ragged doll. She gave Joyce the death stare as if she wanted to skin the latter alive.

Joyce wasn’t intimidated by her at all. In fact, she raised her hand and showed everyone the evidence before saying, “Now, are you still going to lie and say that the two of you slept together?”

Jacqueline was so angry that she was trembling, but she could not come up with anything to retort Joyce.

Joyce grinned. “I see that you’re finally admitting to never having slept with Mr. Shane. This also proves that it was all part of your plan. You created a fake impression of Shane raping you so that you can force him to marry you. You even made sure to destroy Mr. Shane’s marriage with Nat. My gosh, you are despicable!”

Jacqueline’s face contorted in rage, but she remained quiet.

Joyce flipped her hair and pointed out, “You look dissatisfied. Aw, that’s too bad. See, nobody gives a sh*t about how you feel, and your vile plan failed. Mr. Campbell, please help your employer put his clothes on. We’re leaving.”

After saying her piece, Joyce left the room and called Sally to report her findings.

Meanwhile, Sally had just helped Natalie wet her lips when the cell phone rang.

She took a glance at it and picked up the call right away. “Hi, did you get them?”

“Hell yeah, I did. Things have turned around,” replied Joyce in an excited tone.

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