“If you do that, I’ll expose you. We can go down together. Do you think I’m weak just because I don’t display my strength? If you want to mess with our company, I’d suggest you do it quickly. Let’s see who dies first.” Georgie Clementine’s voice was just as low, but she sounded firm.
With such substantial evidence in her hands, Fred Thomson wouldn’t dare act rashly even if he was very influential.
Fred had no choice but to remain silent and be treated this way by Georgie.
Henry Armstrong crossed one leg over the other lazily. The smile on his face widened as he thought to himself that the way Georgie scolded someone was appealing to him.
Now, Georgie wanted to vomit at the sight of Fred. She no longer wanted to look at this person.
Immediately, Georgie picked up her large LV handbag, turned around, and left.
When she turned around, her eyes met Henry’s.
Henry took the initiative to lift one hand to greet her.
Georgie, however, completely ignored him and simply walked away. Her pace was quick. When she walked past Henry, he could smell the scent of Yves Saint Laurent’s Black Opium fragrance.
Fred followed unrelentingly after Georgie.
In front of the café, Fred grabbed Georgie’s arm and snapped at her. “Delete the recording, or I’ll kill you.”
“Once I die, what you did will be exposed. You’d better pray that I live longer because if anything happens to me, that stuff will be leaked out automatically,” Georgie said as she glared at him coldly. The longer she looked at him, the more nauseous she felt.
Georgie had never thought of Fred as disgusting. When she found out about his dirty thoughts, she suddenly felt that he was nasty and creepy.
Fred made a move to snatch her phone.
Georgie dodged him with a cold expression and gave him a hard shove. “It’s pointless. I’ve made copies and sent them to different places where they are safe… Even if you delete this one, there will be others.”
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