Little did anyone know, Evelyn Curtis had been manipulated by Williams Charlie these past few days.
She had heard the knocking of her assistant, but Evelyn was scared.
Her relationship with Williams could not see the light of day. Money couldn’t silence Williams, and if he spoke out, she would be ruined.
"Why is there someone knocking on the door again?" Williams slapped Evelyn’s buttocks impatiently, filling the room with an ambiance of romance and a sticky, ambiguous atmosphere.
Evelyn lifted her head in a daze, realizing that it was Lucy again.
A flash of annoyance crossed Evelyn’s face. She snuggled into Williams, her voice soft and coquettish.
"You be quiet. It’s just my annoying assistant, always looking for trouble, bothering me every day, I’m sick of it."
Evelyn coyly complained. Williams squinted his eyes, pulling her hand into his embrace. He then turned over, climbed atop her.
Lucy had been knocking on the door outside for half an hour, her hand sore and arm numb. She grimaced as she called Grace Williams, who simply hung up her call. Lucy was filled with anger.
Lucy thought of the comments on the internet today. They were already out of control, to the point where their PR team could not resolve the issue.
The entire internet was full of condemnation. Lucy couldn’t bear to look at it.
However, seeing the closely shut door, she became even more resentful and unconsciously stormed off.
"The knocking stopped?" A trace of inquiry appeared in Williams’s eyes. As he looked down at Evelyn, who was lying in his arms, he guessed that the task Jordan Thompson asked him to do was probably done.
"It’s stopped, let her do whatever she wants." Evelyn was extremely tired, lying lazily on the bed. Williams had worn her out, and she was just about to take a much-needed rest when Lucy arrived to bother her.
"Heh...." Williams chuckled with a low laugh. In the empty room, his smile seemed eerily strange.
His task was also completed, and he no longer needed to deal with this woman.
Williams left the following day. Looking at Williams’ departing figure, a smile formed on Evelyn’s lips. She heaved a long sigh of relief, speculating that new haute couture would be released in the next two days.
So, Evelyn simply tidied herself up.
During the days when Williams was there, she felt ill at ease and restless. He finally left and she gave him a sum of money. He probably wouldn’t come back again.
Thinking of this, Evelyn felt relieved. She picked up her handbag and left.
As she strutted in the mall, wearing sunglasses and a mask, Evelyn always had the feeling that people were staring at her, and there were murmurs everywhere.
She didn’t take it much to heart. She was used to people discussing her behind her back when she went out.
Evelyn played with her sunglasses, smugly dreaming of her celebrity status.
"Hello, I am a previous customer of yours. I want to see the latest haute couture."
Evelyn sweetly said. She looked at the waiter in front of her, only to find the man disdainfully threw away her business card and scornfully responded,
"We wouldn’t deliver clothes to a woman like you. Miss Curtis, please find other places from now on."
A subtle frown formed on Evelyn’s forehead. She grabbed the woman’s hand in front of her, asking darkly,
"Just what it sounds like. Miss Curtis, you’ve been all over the headlines lately, it’s best to not show up here anymore. I’m afraid our store will lose customers."
The store manager very disdainfully said. She used to like Evelyn Curtis, but now she felt that she was blind to endorse such a vulgar woman.
"You better make yourself clear."