Chapter 1409 Fake Text


    “You know what we do for a living. All | want is to get rich. | need money.” “I don’t have money. Everything | have is off-brand.


    Please, have mercy on me,” Bonnie begged.


    Danielle pointed at her bracelet. “Sure, but you have to give me that.”


    Bonnie held the bracelet tightly. The bracelet was a gift from Leslie, and it was worth about twenty-thousand dors. She was


    reluctant to give it away.


    “You won''t give it to me? Fine. Then | guess I''ll upload these videos to the hub.”


    “Take it.” Bonnie took her bracelet off and handed it to Danielle.


    Okay. That worked. Danielle wanted more, and she took her phone out. “Give me your number. I’d love to have coffee with you.”


    “| don''t have time for coffee.”


    “Your loss,” Danielle threatened again.


    Bonnie had no choice but to give Danielle her number before departing in a hurry. Running into her old colleague was a disaster.


    She would never return to her old life. The luxury of living as a Silverstein had left a mark on her and she would never return to


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    Adistraught Bonnie returned to her car. She gnashed her teeth and hissed, “I’m Bonnie. I’m a Silverstein. I’m not Nina. Nina’s


    dead. Nina Lindsay doesn’t exist anymore.”


    Ascream of despair escaped her lips, fear grasping her heart. Even after her cosmetic surgery, the people from her past still


    managed to recognize her. | have to be careful even when | go around now.


    She rposed herself and returned home. Brandon gave her the card and told her she could use the funds for her trip. She


    took the card and resolved never to leave this family again, but she had another n to execute. She had to get Queenie’s


    phone.


    After they had dinner, Brandon summoned Queenie. “Come to my study, Queenie.”


    Bonnie noticed Queenie’s phone on the sofa and covered it with a pillow. Queenie looked at the couch but didn’t see her phone


    there. Probably in my room. She then followed her father to the study.


    Bonnie went to the garden with Queenie’s phone in hand, and she quickly texted Nigel, ‘Hey, are you free tonight? Want to meet


    up?’


    ‘Sure. Where?’ Nigel texted back right away.


    Envy filled Bonnie’s heart. ‘I’d like to reserve a room in your hotel.’


    ‘Nah. Juste to my suite.’


    ‘Really? You''re at the hotel right now?’


    ‘No. I’m in a meeting. You can head to the hotel first and tell the receptionist to give you the key.’


    ‘What if they won''t give it to me?’


    ‘Tell them you''re Queenie, and they''ll do it. You’re my girlfriend. They''ll do anything for you.”


    The more they texted, the more envy overwhelmed Bonnie. | can’t believe he treats her so nicely. ‘Sure. I’ming now. Don’t


    leave me waiting, and don’t text me when I’m driving, alright?’


    “Sure, I''ll be there in half an hour. Do you want some choctes? It’s the one you like. You finished the suppliesst time.’


    ‘Of course. | love those choctes!’ Bonnie tried her best to mimic Queenie’s text style.


    ‘Alright.’


    ‘See youter.’


    ‘See youter.’


    Right after that, Bonnie blocked Nigel’s number and set the messaging app to Do Not Disturb. | won''t let them text and ruin my


    n. Once | sleep with him, there’s no turning back. He can kill me, but Queenie will break up with him because she''ll never be


    able to ept that he has slept with me.