Nelson was not alone; he was accompanied by several strong bodyguards. He stood still and raised his hand, signaling the bodyguards to step forward. They immediately restrained Marilyn and stripped off her outer clothing.
Nelson turned his back, coughing into his fist as if he were uninvolved.
Marilyn shouted, “What are you doing?”
“Nelson! What are you doing? How can you do it to me!”
The men continued until they reached her underwear. Only then did Nelson turn around, looking down at the disheveled Marilyn.
“Nelson…” Marilyn pleaded, “What are you doing?”
Nelson slowly squatted down to meet her eyes, which were filled with endless malice.
“Who instructed you to expose Callie’s photos?”
Marilyn’s pupils dilated. “You…”
“Tell me, who was it?”
Marilyn had guessed his purpose but still showed disbelief when he asked. “It wasn’t me! I only received the original photos! I’m a victim too!”
“But the photos were sent to me by you, which means you released them, right?”
Under his powerful aura, Marilyn shook her head but couldn’t refute.
Nelson’s words indicated he had already found evidence.
“Marilyn, hand over the originals.”
Marilyn resisted. “After what she did, you still want to forgive her?”
Nelson sneered coldly, a strange laugh. He grabbed her chin. “What does that have to do with you?”
Marilyn was forced to look up. She was unwilling to accept that Nelson was still protecting Callie. She spoke with difficulty, “But what can you do? Even if you get the originals, she’s already been seen by everyone. She might have even slept with someone. I don’t believe as a man, you wouldn’t care about that!”
Her words pierced Nelson’s heart, but more than anything, he felt pain for Callie.
He tightened his grip. “Do you want to die that badly? Since you know so much, I’ll take your photos and let everyone see them too. How about that? You and Callie can be ridiculed together.”
“You…” Marilyn’s eyes widened in rage. “My father won’t let you get away with this!”
“Ahmad? He’s fully focused on Maevelyn now; he won’t care about you.”
Marilyn was struck again. She shook her head. “You can’t do this…”
“If I were more ruthless, you’d already be feeding the fish in the sea. Marilyn, for the sake of our past relationship, hand it over, and I’ll let you go.”
Under Nelson’s overwhelming presence, Marilyn hesitated but still shook her head.
Nelson abruptly stood up and ordered the bodyguards, “Go ahead.”
The men approached again as Marilyn struggled and screamed. “Nelson, you want the originals because you’ve already figured out who the man is! So what if you know? Callie and that man have gone through life and death; you can’t break their bond. Do you believe she won’t testify against Jaquan? Everything you’re doing is a waste of time!”
Something in her words triggered Nelson; his body trembled slightly. “Make her shut up!”
“Mmmph!”
In less than ten minutes, his subordinates had gathered a pile of explicit photos and even videos of Miss Ellison. She lay on the ground in tattered clothes, looking at Nelson with a pale face as if she had seen a demon.
“I’ll give you three days. Within three days, I want the originals and evidence of who instructed you to do this.”