âNow, Iâm ruined. Alastor doesnât trust me. He cheated on me and divorced me. I lost my reputation. No one will come to my art exhibition again⦠Are you satisfied now?â Anastasia smiled and asked Xavier, blowing the smoke on his face.
Xavier subconsciously avoided Anastasiaâs gaze as he dared not look at her. âThatâs not what I wantedâ¦â
âYou cooperated with Sienna to ruin me so I would divorce Alastor as soon as possible, right? But you didnât expect that Sienna would betray you.â Anastasia flicked the cigarette ash. âTo get my nude photo⦠Did you sleep with Sienna, Xavier?â
Xavier frowned and said nothing.
âItâs patheticâ¦â Anastasia took a deep puff of smoke. âWere you aroused sleeping with a fake?â
Xavier looked at Anastasia in disbelief.
Over the years, he had known Anastasia. She was gentle like clear water in front of Alastor, unlike the passionate and enthusiastic vixen now.
âIâm standing in front of you. Donât you want me?â Anastasia stepped on the cigarette butt and looked at Xavier.
âWhat on earth do you want?â Xavier couldnât understand what Anastasia wanted.
If she wanted revenge, this was not the way to do it.
âI want to ruin youâ¦â Anastasia was telling the truth.
She wanted to destroy Xavier the way he ruined her.
Xavier was stunned and looked at Anastasia.
Anastasia tore Xavierâs clothes ruthlessly, rubbed her lipstick on him, tore her clothes into a mess, scratched the back of his hand with her nails, and then shouted for help.
However, Xavier didnât move or stop her.
He knew what Anastasia was up to.
Soon, the police rushed in.
Before Anastasia came, she had called the police and handed over evidence, such as Xavier making false rumors, pictures, and how he threatened Alastor to the police.
Until the police held Xavier down, he didnât say a word and just looked at Anastasia with a scorching gaze.
Anastasia sat on the ground, looking disheveled as she watched Xavier being taken away by police.
âAnastasia, wait for me to come outâ¦â Before leaving, Xavier looked back at Anastasia.
Anastasia sneered, âI wonât have time for that.â
It did not matter how many years Xavier would be sentenced to, but he could never see Anastasia again.
It was because Anastasia was at deathâs door.
âStop your nonsense!â The police took Xavier to the police station.
Anastasia was also taken for an injury test.
âAnastasia, Xavier pleaded guilty.â
In the lounge, Anastasia looked up at the police. âHmm⦠Are you sure?â
âWell, we found many photos that were taken in secret⦠He admitted that he had bribed your sister, Sienna, to take nude photos of you. His drawings, manuscripts, processed photos, and evidence of extortion from Alastor⦠He had confessed to them all.â The policeman felt a little sympathetic to Anastasia.
He added, âHe also admitted that he bore ill intention to you in the rented house⦠Donât worry. We will deal with him -impartially and punish him severely.â
Anastasia sat on a bench, feeling her limbs go cold.
Even though she had dealt with Meredith and Xavier, she wasnât as happy as she imagined.
I âThank you,â Anastasia said numbly, holding a water cup and sipping from it.
âWe have informed your husband. He should be here soon.â
Anastasia was stunned for a moment and looked up at the police. âMy husband?â
âYes, it shows that your emergency contact is your husband. So when you went to the hospital, we called your familyâ
Anastasia was silent.
Outside the police station, it was clear Alastor had rushed over from the chamber of commerceâs banquet. He looked gloomy.
Felicia wore an evening gown with Alastorâs coat draped over her shoulder.
After entering the police station, Alastor asked angrily, âYou went to look for Xavier again?â