Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 179

Jason leaned back, a smug smirk on his face. "Sure, it's my bar, and checking the footage is no problem. But you're going to have to beg me."

"Jason, are you still this pathetically childish?"

"Do you want to see the footage or not?"

She had tortured him relentlessly back in high school. Now that he finally had the chance to make her beg, it would be a crime against himself not to exploit it.

"Obviously, I want to see it."

"Then beg."

Sabrina gave Jason a deadpan look, pulled out her phone, opened the camera, and casually slumped back so her head rested perfectly on his lap. She closed her eyes, hit the shutter, and *click*—she had a photo of herself seemingly passed out across Jason's legs.

Jason had been eagerly waiting for her to grovel, completely stunned when her head dropped into his lap.

Panicking, he reached down to shove her off, but the moment his hand touched her forehead, a rapid succession of *click-click-click* echoed through the room.

Photos secured, Sabrina sat right back up without needing his help.

She opened her photo gallery and shoved the screen in his face. "Well, old friend, what do you think would happen if I posted this online with the caption: 'Owner of the Midnight Bar preys on female customers'?

Do you think the police would come knocking? Do you think your business might take a little hit? Look closely—my photography skills have really improved. With my wet, disheveled hair and your hand clearly reaching for me...

It's the perfect snapshot of a sleazy bar owner taking advantage of an unconscious girl!"

Jason stared at the screen. The angle she chose was diabolical. It genuinely looked exactly like he had drugged a beautiful woman and was moving in on her.

"You... Sabrina Sherwood, are you seriously blackmailing me right now?!"

Jason was going to explode. This woman was just as vile as she was in high school. She hadn't changed one bit!

"Yep, extorting you in broad daylight. How about it? Are we checking the cameras or not?"

*Amateur.* If she could break him in high school, she could absolutely break him now!

When he finally returned to the security room, Sabrina looked utterly destroyed.

"What is it? What did you see?"

When she didn't answer, Jason felt a pang of panic.

The Sabrina he knew was fierce, bright, and completely unshakable. He had never seen her look so shattered and utterly lost.

He rewound the footage to where he had left off and watched it himself.

When it finished, he let out a low whistle. "Damn, you got played hard."

On the screen, right before they cut the birthday cake, Sabrina had gone to the bathroom. While she was gone, her best friend pulled out a small packet of powder and handed it to Sabrina's boyfriend.

Her boyfriend then emptied the powder directly into Sabrina's drink.