Chapter 489


    "I don''t know her."


    Cheryl had no idea who the person was. She had never heard of the assassination organization


    before, let alone even seen ck Rose.


    Chuck raised an eyebrow and asked, "Then how did you know?"


    "When Frieda sent me those photos, she identally sent one that wasn''t mine. Here, Mr. Cannon,


    take a look."


    She took out her phone and found the most recent photo she saved before handing it to him.


    Chuck nced at it and was taken aback.


    The woman in the photo was ck Rose! What was going on?


    Had Frieda been with her all this time?


    How was this possible?


    Chuck was somewhat baffled as he silently admired Frieda''s cunningness. How did she manage to


    take photos of ck Rose in this state?


    He knew for sure that ck Rose couldn''t have consented to this. If so, then how did she... It was


    only then that he noticed some bruises on her skin in the picture.


    Did Frieda take these photos when ck Rose was injured and unconscious?


    If he shared this photo with Wi and Yvette, both of them would definitely be shocked.Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    Chuck secretly chuckled to himself. ck Rose, the top assassin, having her photos taken by a


    woman like Frieda. Simply hrious.


    If she knew about this matter, she would be in definite despair, wouldn''t she?


    Cheryl was confused by Chuck''s sudden glee. What was he smiling about? Was it because the


    woman in the picture was a foreigner?


    It couldn''t be. He must have had his fair chance at seeing pretty foreigners since he was so


    capable.


    Maybe Chuck knew her. That was the only reason she could think of.


    "Send me this photo first," Chuck requested.


    She agreed and sent the photo to him through WhatsApp.


    After making sure he had received the photo on his phone, he quickly put the phone away.


    Cheryl pleaded, "Mr. Cannon, so... Can I ask you to help me find Frieda, please? I beg you." She


    had no other alternatives left than to seek for Chuck''s help.


    Chuck didn''t want to meddle with other''s business. After all, he was not a saint. He can''t possibly


    help every woman who cried in front of him.


    However, the fact that Frieda had this picture of ck Rose was indicative of something. If he could


    find her, it meant that he could track down ck Rose as well.


    Chuck finally understood why the assassin had not appeared recently. Turned out, she was injured.


    "Please, help," Cheryl continued to beg, tears streaming down her cheeks.


    Chuck reprimanded, "What are you crying for?"


    She apologized and forcefully bit back her tears.


    She knew that Chuck was someone who could scare her out of her wits. If he didn''t help her, she


    really wouldn''t have anyone else to turn to anymore.


    If that were the case, she wouldn''t be able to fork out such arge sum of money to anyone. That


    would mean that her photos would be spread no matter what.


    "Mr. Cannon, I know I''m forcing your hand here but I''m really desperate right now. If other people


    were to see my photos..."


    Chuck said indifferently, "I''ve seen them before, you know."


    "You... Well, that''s okay."


    She felt really ashamed but she had no choice since he had already seen them. She bit her lip and


    stammered, "But... other men might see them too and... Please, I don''t want that to happen."


    "All right, stop crying! Just wait here!" Chuck said and walked back to the car.


    Cheryl nodded quietly and wiped away her tears.


    She couldn''t believe herself. Why was she crying in front of a man who was eight years younger


    than her?


    Chuck went back over to Wi and Yvette and showed them the photo.


    Both of them were taken aback.


    "Hubby, where did you get these?" Yvette was bbergasted. What on earth was happening?


    It was a photo of ck Rose!


    "Chucky, you..." Wi was surprised. She couldn''t fathom how he got his hands on this.


    Chuck exined, "Frieda is ckmailing Cheryl with her nudes. However, she must have


    identally sent her this photo of ck Rose too."


    The two women looked at each other in dismay.


    Both of them knew Frieda. How on earth did she manage all this? It just didn''t make sense!


    Yvette tried to deduce, "So what now? Are Frieda and ck Rose conspiring together now?"


    "That must be the case. Otherwise, she wouldn''t have gotten such a photo of her. But how could a


    woman do this to another woman? This is just despicable!" Wi was at loss, unable to describe


    what she was feeling now.


    She couldn''t bear to do such a thing. After all, they were all women. They should be supportive of


    each other instead of tearing each other down due to envy.


    She didn''t expect a young girl like Frieda to be so vicious.


    Yvette, on the other hand, was speechless. Just how many people did Frieda take pictures of?


    If she met her again, she''d definitely beat her up!


    As a woman herself, she was astonished at Frieda''s willingness to defame other women. This


    wasn''t humane!


    "I''m not sure about that, but stay cautious either way, especially the two of you," Chuck said


    solemnly.


    If Frieda took pictures of Yvette and Wi, Chuck would be sure to end her.


    Wi smiled gently. She wasn''t stupid, herpassion and attitude would depend on how others


    treated her. She would never let anyone near enough to photograph her like that.


    No one would be able to get close to her enough to do it, unless it was Chuck. However, this wasn''t


    a possibility at all. Both of them weren''t the sort of people to have such fetishes.


    Yvette might have been naive enough to fall for her tricks before, but there was no way she would


    get tricked this time. She would only be more cautious now when someone like Frieda was close by.


    "If a woman like ck Rose was photographed by her, Frieda must have more tricks up her sleeve,"


    Chuck said.


    Wi smiled and assured him, "That''s true. Don''t worry, we''ll be sure to take care."


    Yvette nodded and added, "Hubby, what are you nning to do now?"


    "Well, Frieda ckmailed Cheryl for money, so that''s one way we can lure her in. Once she shows


    herself, it should not be too difficult to find ck Rose."


    Yvette and Wi fell silent for a few seconds. Eventually, Wi nodded and said, "Well, that sounds


    like a n. Get Cheryl to pass me her phone, I can track Frieda''s location through that."


    If ck Rose ever found this photo to be in Chuck''s possession, what would she think?


    Soon, he walked over to Cheryl. Her lips were already bleeding from her nervous biting. She called


    out softly, "Mr. Cannon."


    She sounded so disheartened.


    "Give me your phone. I''ll ask Auntie Logan to help you locate her," Chuck said.


    "Thank you, Mr. Cannon," Cheryl said as she scrambled to take out her phone.


    Chuck took it and replied coldly, "You don''t have to thank me, I''m not doing this for you."


    To be honest, if she hadn''t shown her that picture of ck Rose, he wouldn''t have helped her at all.


    "Is it because of that woman in the picture?" Cheryl asked. Most probably, her hunch was right.


    Chuck did know the foreign woman in the photo.


    Chuck nodded.


    "Thank you, Mr. Cannon. Thank you so much," Cheryl lowered her head as she continued to


    shower him with immense gratitude. She thanked the stars that she had saved this photo.


    "That''s enough, really." Chuck looked at her, his face impassive.


    "I..."


    Cheryl stopped and continued to bite her lip in shame. She offered sincerely, "Mr. Cannon, whatever


    demands you may have, I will try my best to fulfill them. I promise."


    "There''s no need for that, really," Chuck said, passing the phone to Wi with a shrug. He didn''t


    need any of her gratitude. Even though Cheryl was beautiful, obedient and delicate, he didn''t really


    need anything from her.


    Cheryl lowered her head and sighed. She knew it was pointless to show him her gratitude. There


    was no way she could thank him properly since he was someone who had everything.


    She had honestly meant to work for Chuck if he asked her to. She hadn''t thought about anything


    else inappropriate because she knew he wasn''t interested.


    When Wi turned Cheryl''s phone on to scroll through Frieda''s texts, she sighed upon seeing her


    nudes. How could Frieda do this while people were asleep? It was despicable.


    She sent Frieda''s Whatsapp ount to another person and ordered them to track her location.


    "Okay Chucky, you can give Cheryl her phone back now," Wi smiled and handed the phone to


    him.


    With that, Chuck did as he was told.


    "Thank you," Cheryl thanked, keeping her phone back into her pocket. "Frieda said she would give


    me a day to think about her offer," she continued nervously.


    "Got it," Chuck replied. With Wi''s capabilities, it would be easy enough to locate Frieda within a


    day.


    "Go back home and wait for my update," Chuck said, ready to get in his car.


    Cheryl bit her lip and called out urgently, "Hold on."


    Chuck frowned.


    "It''s just... I want to let you know that I''m willing to work for you, Mr. Cannon," Cheryl said. She didn''t


    think it was a big deal before, but Chuck had given her renewed hope this time round. She had to


    thank him.


    Chuck questioned, "You want to work for me?" Now that he thought of it, she was pretty capable. It


    would be good if she were to work for him. However, he knew that Auntie Logan would definitely not


    agree.


    "Yes, I do. I''m willing to do anything! I really do want to thank you for your help this time round,"


    Cheryl knew that Patricia was asked to work for him as well, so she knew this would be a good way


    to repay him.


    "No, I''d rather not keep in contact with you if possible. You seem to bring bad luck wherever you


    go," Chuck said bluntly.


    Cheryl trembled at that statement. If other men had said that to her, she would definitely fly into a


    rage. However. the fact that Chuck was the one saying this to her filled her eyes with tears.


    "I... I haven''t even touched a man! I swear! I''m not even married! Why does everyone not believe


    me?! Mr. Cannon, I''m really not what they say I am. I''m not a man-eater..." Cheryl choked again, on


    the edge of bursting into another fit of tears.


    Chuck was rendered speechless. He shouldn''t have said what he had just now, it was too cruel. He


    could only try tofort her now, "Okay, all right. Please, stop crying."


    Cheryl nodded and started to cease from her sobbing. Eventually, she spoke up again, "Mr.


    Cannon, if you need anything, anything at all, call me okay? I''ll be waiting for your update at home


    then."


    Regardless of whether Chuck would need her or not, she had made this decision to repay his


    gratitude however she could.


    "Alright," Chuck replied. He really couldn''t stand it anymore. He felt that this woman was indeed a


    little pitiful. After all, she was a single mother. It must be difficult for her to take care of her daughter


    alone.


    Cheryl nodded and turned to walk away.


    When she got back to her car, she started crying from embarrassment again. She was ashamed to


    have cried like that in front of Chuck just now.