At this moment, Nelson was in a state of panic. From the initial anger to the current fear, he began to realize that if someone was deliberately targeting him, it would inevitably spread to Callie.
Those people would stop at nothing…
Nelson’s face turned pale, and he reached out to grab something, but only grasped a handful of air.
“Find out where Jaquan is today.”
On the morning of the 21st, the weather was unusually good.
The morning light danced in the corners of the man’s eyes and eyebrows, making everyone tremble with fear because they hadn’t found Callie…
At the same time, a piece of news suddenly caught everyone’s attention, shocking their eyes.
Nelson had a premonition, his eyelids twitched, forcing himself not to think in a certain direction, but it still happened.
The news spread not only on social media but also reached Nelson as if they were afraid he wouldn’t know.
It was a file bag.
The handwriting on it was unfamiliar but had a sharpness to it: Nelson, open it yourself.
Anthony felt a chill down his spine and took two steps forward, intending to take it. “Mr. Oconnor, let me do it.”
Nelson’s expression had become extremely gloomy, and he glanced at him with caution.
With his distinctively large and agile hands, he swiftly opened the file, and in an instant, a large stack of photos fell out.
The high-resolution photos landed on the ground. Some people with sharp eyesight couldn’t help but take a step back in extreme terror upon seeing them.
In the next second, everyone who saw what those photos were turned around instinctively, closing their eyes and trembling, afraid to look again.
Nelson was left alone, clutching those glaring photos. Cold sweat surged through his body, and even his lips trembled. He couldn’t believe it.
The photos above were so explicit that they instilled fear and shock. Two pale bodies were entwined, Callie completely nude.
A man whose face was not visible hugged Callie, his lips visible as he kissed her. This was Nelson’s familiar face, familiar lips, and familiar body, and now these photos were telling him that Callie no longer belonged only to him.
Photo after photo, Nelson’s eyes grew red. He had never imagined his heart could ache so profoundly.
Enraged, he smashed cups and thrashed at the car, his long legs trembling, the room a mess of shattered objects. “Callie!”
At the same time, online, across Ylosea, the nation, and even the world, people saw the nude photos of Callie with another man. This was almost unprecedented, a scandal that rocked a wealthy family.
Everyone saw that Nelson’s wife had cheated on him.
The spread of the scandal was overwhelming and unstoppable.
Anthony watched as Nelson’s hands shook.
The tall man squatted on the ground, picking up the photos and putting them back in the envelope, as if by doing so he could pretend nothing had happened.
A man who was otherwise all-powerful in his professional life was repeatedly wounded by this woman, Callie, and today, he was once again shattered by the enormity of the impact.
In a room somewhere in Ylosea, Callie awoke to a body aching all over. She blinked groggily, vaguely seeing Jaquan lying beside her.
After three seconds, when she sat up and realized she was naked, and saw the chaos under the bed, her mind exploded with a loud bang, scattering her thoughts. Her bra and panties were on the floor.