His heartlessness infuriated her.
Keely frantically texted Marco like a demented woman.
“Don’t do this to me, Marco. You promised Jorge that you would take good care of me!”
“I don’t want to see a psychologist. I want you. You are my medicine.”
“Pleasee and stay with me. My leg hurts! You are all I have. Don’t abandon me.”
Keely relentlessly sent messages along with her photos.
Initially, she only sent photos of her injured leg. Later, she started sending photos of her crying face,
purposefully revealing her corbone and cleavage.
After sending dozens of messages, he finally replied.
“I’m sorry. I’m Carl Dixon, Mr. Bryant’s assistant. Mr. Bryant is busy with the coboration project with
Miss Torres. He doesn’t have time to check his phone, so he arranged for me to reply to you.”
Keely’s hand stilled on the phone. She stopped typing the message.
She received another message.
“And, Miss Haywood, please stop sending your photos. I already have a girlfriend and am loyal to her.”
Only then did Keely realize she had been flirting with a strange man and failed even at that.
Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she grew furious.
She couldn’t give up.
She had to find a way to prevent Loraine from using the cooperative project to win Marco back.
She couldn’t let them get in touch with each other.
Keely immediately picked up her phone and called the private detective.
“I want you to give me gossip about Loraine. I don’t care how much it costs. I want it topletely ruin
her reputation and cause irreparable damages.”
Keelyy back on the bed after the phone call. The mes of jealousy engulfed her. She wanted
Loraine to lose her money and reputation at once.
Fortunately, Keely didn’t have to wait for long. Soon, someone contacted her.
Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.
“Will you pay me as long as I share gossip about Loraine with you?”
Keely’s eyes lit up. “Yes. The more dramatic the gossip is, the better.