Chapter 255
The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride
âAargh! What do we do then? We canât let them post that video! My whole life will come crashing down if that video gets out!â Jocelyn pulled her hair as she spoke. She had never been this desperate before.
She was sweating, yelling, and crying hysterically all at the same time.
Her current countenance worried Fiona to death. She was scared that her precious daughter would suffer a mental breakdown because of this issue. To avoid this, she sighed deeply and said comfortingly, âI wonât let that happen to you, honey. Iâll think of a way to solve this issue before it escalates. Just trust me.â
âYou better hurry up, Mom! You better hurry up. Those guys gave me only five days to make up my mind. Time is not on our side, so think of something fast!â Jocelyn ordered disrespectfully.
Fiona became even more anxious after hearing her daughterâs order. She tapped her right foot on the floor nervously and thought for a while. All of a sudden, she said, âIf we want to solve this matter once and for all, we have to get rid of those men. But how do we go about it? We donât have any power or money to hire skillful assassins to do the dirty work. Worse still, we canât ask Luke for help.â
The next second, she snapped her fingers as if she had realized something. She then held Jocelynâs hand and added seriously, âWe have to ask Charis for help.â
âThatâs a very bad idea, Mom. What if she tells her father? I donât trust her concerning something this big. She might not be on our side this time!â Jocelyn shook her head vigorously.
âI know we shouldnât trust Charis completely, but we arenât spoiled for choice now. Sheâs our only option.â Fiona had serious trust issues. But now that she was in a tight corner, she could only hope that Charis was as nice and kind-hearted as she seemed to be and that she would agree to help them.
She put a call through to her immediately.
Charis thought the matter through after hearing Fiona out. âHmmm. Should I help these folks? I guess I should. If these blackmailers continue to disturb Jocelyn and Fiona, they wouldnât have the time and energy to deal with Janet for me. My plan would flop again. No, I canât let that happen. I have to help them.â
âMrs. Lind, donât worry. Iâm sure thereâs a way out. I can help you, but I can only help you investigate those men. Would that be enough for you?â
As much as Charis wanted to help them, she didnât want to get her hands dirty. If anyone found out she was involved in such a thing, she would be in big trouble. Charis wanted to crush her enemies.
However, she always made her moves discreetly because she had to protect her familyâs name. She came from a decent family, so it would be unwise to pull their name into the mud because of such a frivolity.
Fiona was surprised by how Charis readily agreed to help. She was so relieved that she thanked her severally. It was indeed a big favor that Charis decided to provide them with valuable information.
Charis immediately contacted her private investigators. Within two hours, she found out the menâs personal information, plate numbers, and the places that they often went to.
Fiona and Jocelyn followed the men for three whole days.
From their activities, both women were able to gather that the men were jobless and that they slept in their rental apartment until noon. They were fond of clubbing all night in different nightclubs. All of them also reeked of alcohol and weed.
It was not until the fourth day that Fiona found that they often drove home drunk.
This silly behavior of theirs was a weak point. Fiona soon came up with a plan.
âMom, have you figured out a way to deal with those men? If you havenât, letâs just pay them off now.
We have only one day left. We shouldnât let the ultimatum elapse without doing anything!â Jocelyn was on tenterhooks.
She hadnât been able to sleep well since she got that video clip. Her sleep was plagued with nightmares of her world being destroyed. Even during the day, she couldnât concentrate on anything.
Fiona grabbed her hand and they went home. A devilish glint blazed in her eyes at this moment. She said to Jocelyn confidently, âDonât worry, dearie. They wonât live to see the end of tomorrow.â
Without explaining further, she took out her phone and dialed a number. She then commanded, âSend someone to Ocean Wave Club tonight.â