Meeting The One For Me ( Nathan Franklin ) novel Chapter 188

Chapter 188 

All of this was voluntary on Charles‘ part because he didn’t want his organs to be harvested as repayment, 

On the way home, Charles saw his video being played on the huge screen outside the nightclub’s main entrance. Upon the sight, he completely broke down. 

People were filming the electronic screen with their phones ceaselessly, commenting on his voice and his body’s flexibility. 

Even though it was pixelated, the world knew he had been with men! He wasn’t gay! 

Charles felt his stomach churn, rushing to the restroom and vomiting uncontrollably. 

The whole world had seen him fawning over men. He could no longer face anyone and couldn’t go on living. 

He could even imagine the looks of ridicule and scorn he’d receive. 

Charles huddled into a corner, pulling his hair back and trying to hide himself in the crevice between the sink and the toilet bowl. 

Charles never imagined that the things he would do to control and bully other women 

would come back to haunt him. 

He had become a trending topic overnight. 

“Amelia’s cousin enters the adult industry.” 

“Video of Amelia’s cousin’s inappropriate behavior.” 

“One–night stand with seven men.” 

Those were the headlines that drowned out all other news that day. 

Amelia nearly dropped her phone when she saw the video. 

Amelia could not reach Charles on the phone, so she called his home and learned that he was hiding in the bathroom, refusing to come out. 

Despite Yolanda’s efforts to prevent Amelia from contacting Charles, Amelia still went to Murray Residence. 

She knocked on the bathroom door. 

“Charles, don’t be afraid. Nathan has already sent someone to delete the video. Come out first, let’s figure things out together. Were you coerced into making those videos? We can go to the police.” 

“No!” Charles‘ voice was filled with fear. “We can’t go to the police!” 

Those people had even more damning videos in their hands. They would release those videos if Charles went to the police, and he would have no way of living. 

“Okay, okay. Let’s not go to the police for now. Just come out first.” Amelia spoke gently, trying to soothe him. 

Not long after, the sound of footsteps echoed from the bathroom. 

Charles opened the door. 

He was wrapped in a bathrobe, his body covered in injuries, and his eyes red from crying. 

“Amelia, I can’t face anyone anymore!”