"Enough, Rachel Bai! Don't pretend to be innocent anymore. I know you don't love me—you just use me as a tool for your vengeance. Take it easy, now. I haven't wronged you. I hope you understand that I won't spare you the moment you try to threaten me."
On a high from his revenge being achieved, Lance seemed excited as he spoke.
From his tone, Rachel couldn't find any sign of his wife knowing about their affair.
"Well, Mr. Zhan, seems like you don't work with me anymore. Are you not afraid that I will release those photos and videos?" Realizing that sweet words would no longer work on him, Rachel let her real self surface.
"Ha! You think I didn't know about your little ploy? If you had any common sense, you'd know I wouldn't be talking to you like this if I thought you still had something over me," Lance said as he grinned. In his eyes, Rachel was far too young and naive to be any real threat.
"What are you saying?"
Living up to Lance's expectations, Rachel was left shocked by his mocking. It was a hard blow to her—if he refused to help her any longer, she would have no way to push through with her plan.
"It's simple. What you have in your hands right now isn't a threat to me at all. Rachel Bai…you're really not cute. If you had been with me wholeheartedly, I wouldn't even hesitate to help you. But all this time, you've only cared for Charles Lu. Since it's him you're in love with, why are you asking me for help?"
Compared to the sweet words she was used to hearing from him, his current words were truly harsh to her ears, like a knife stabbing her in the back.
"Fine. Since you couldn't care less about this now, we can end this conversation. You want me to publish your secrets so you can grow even more famous, don't you? I'll do it as you will, then," probed Rachel. With the way he acted, Rachel assumed that Lance actually wanted her to give him those things and his harsh words were just to keep up his carefree attitude.
If Lance was truly concerned about it, though, he wouldn't have had to pretend at all.
"Ha! Do as you like. Let's see what consequences you'll have to face." With a huge grin, Lance hung up.
The warm and happy days they spent together in Silver Corporation were still fresh in Rachel's mind, but it seemed as though Lance had completely erased them from his memory in a blink.
The more she thought about it, the more Rachel felt disappointed.
There was no time for her to get stuck in disappointment, though. Her priority had to be publishing the photos in her hand—since Lance deprived her of her chance to lead a happy life, she would destroy his life too.
Since he told her to do as she liked, nothing was stopping her anymore.
If Lance wasn't afraid, she wasn't worried either. It wasn't her first time to get involved in such scandals after all.
To her surprise, though, when she began calling various media and reporters, nobody responded.
Whenever someone picked up the phone, as soon as they found out it was Rachel, they hung up immediately.
It left Rachel confused until she recalled Lance's confidence from the earlier conversation.
'Lance…he must have arranged everything. He definitely paid off the media to ignore my calls.'
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