Chapter 4

The moment I stepped through the door, I caught a faint, elusive fragrance.

In contrast to the vague stench emanating from Hamilton's body, I frowned slightly, instinctively showing my disgust.

Perhaps seeing my expression, Hamilton shut the door and cursed viciously, "You bitch."

Then he suddenly shoved me hard, making me lean against the door. I cried out in pain.

Hamilton gripped my arm forcefully, rubbing against my skin, his lewd expression growing increasingly uncontrollable.

He tried to press himself against me, but his thick belly got there first.

The disgust in my heart was almost impossible to ignore. I looked up to see Hamilton smirking smugly. "Ms. Lacey, you must really hate me, right? After all, you act so high and mighty, and you even dared to threaten me last time. How about it? Aren't you still being sent to my bed now?"

"I know you're impatient with this contact, but your uncle sent you here. Tonight, all night long, you're mine."

"Haha, you must be going crazy, aren't you?"

Listening to all this, I was indeed impatient, but thinking of my "cooperation" with Virio, I calmed myself down again.

I suppressed my nausea and gently scratched his arm with my sparkly manicured nails. Looking at his thick body hair, I felt disgusted inside but showed nothing.

I spoke in a sweet, almost flattering tone. "Mr. Johnson, I think you've misunderstood me."

Hamilton was stunned by my action, his body stiffening, a trace of infatuation showing in his eyes.

But soon he shook his head, his eyes flashing with menace. "I won't fall for the same trick again!"

"Your uncle told me you're a disobedient girl. I've already experienced your mischief! This time, I won't play games with you." As he spoke, he yanked hard, trying to pull me toward the bed.

When I entered the room, I had secretly pressed the mini voice recorder in my pocket and adjusted the position of a button on my chest.

These were what Virio had prepared for me.

A voice recorder and a button camera.

As long as I got something to use against Hamilton, I could get away.

Thinking of Virio, thinking of the pleasure we'd just shared, I couldn't help biting my lip gently.

But Hamilton's movement stopped at that moment. Just as I was about to speak, I heard him answer his phone.

"Hello? Killian?"

It was my uncle's call.

Why would my uncle call at this time?

Could it be that his conscience finally got to him and he changed his mind?

I looked over hopefully, seeing Hamilton's impatient expression. He held the phone in one hand while still gripping my hand with the other.

He roughly pulled my arm toward his belt buckle.

He was actually signaling me to do it for him.

I thought to myself, this man had gotten so fat, yet he could still find pants that fit. They must be custom-made.

No wonder my uncle always talked about wanting to work with him. In this city, money really did mean everything.

I thought absentmindedly while leaning in, pretending to help him with his pants, and heard my uncle's words.

"She's always been like this, Hamilton. I hope this little wildcat will give you a wonderful experience."

Before I could hear more, Hamilton hung up and looked down at me. "I heard from your uncle that you're still a virgin!"

A virgin? Just moments ago, I wasn't anymore.

My uncle clearly didn't know who I'd gone to see.

In front of Hamilton, I deliberately acted panicked. "Oh no, Mr. Johnson, is that really what you think?"

"What do you mean? Aren't you?" Hamilton's scrutinizing gaze fell on me, as if suddenly coming to his senses.

He grabbed me roughly, as if trying to force an answer.

Sure enough, my uncle had used me being a virgin as bait to make the deal with him, to calm his anger.

I said tearfully, "I'm not, Mr. Johnson. Think about my uncle's character. He's kept me by his side for so long, raising me as a socialite. How could I possibly still be..."

"I didn't know my uncle would deceive you like this!"

Being deceived clearly upset Hamilton. I could tell from his expression.

He shoved me hard, and I fell onto the bed, frantically clutching my skirt.

Hamilton stood there, his chest heaving violently, muttering unclear curses. "That bastard dares to lie to me too! Wants my cooperation but isn't honest enough!"

"For a deal this big, he tries to fool me with a whore who's probably serviced countless men!"

He was particularly concerned about this.

I'd heard Hamilton had his own peculiar fetishes in bed.

Before starting, he would humiliate and torment the woman with toys.

Perhaps today, considering I was supposedly a first-timer, he'd been so eager. But now he'd been deceived!

I was certain my uncle's deal was going to fall through.

According to my plan with Virio, I still needed Hamilton to take off his clothes so I could get nude photos of him!

So I added, "Yes, Mr. Johnson, actually my uncle has no respect for you at all. When he mentions you at home, he often says you're fat and greasy..."

"What? That's what he says about me?" Hamilton's angry gaze followed me as he began tearing at my dress while removing his own clothes. "That's how your uncle insults me?"

"Of course. Aren't you curious how I knew about you and your wife? My uncle told us." I sat up with a smile, my hand casually brushing across my chest, clicking the button camera to start recording.

Sure enough, Hamilton became agitated. He threw off his clothes.

All that flab made me almost gag.

He lunged over to remove my high heels, trying to pry my knees apart.

He was as urgent as a beast in heat. All I could think about was another figure.

"So what if you're a whore? I don't mind!"

Just as Hamilton was about to press down on me, I stepped back and waved my phone. "Mr. Johnson, everything you just said and your nude photos have all been uploaded to the cloud."

"If you keep touching me, I'll tell your wife right away."

Hamilton was famous for being henpecked!

Hearing this, Hamilton froze, then lunged at me like a madman. "Give me your phone!"

I could have dodged, but at that moment, my legs suddenly went weak and I collapsed to the floor.

The phone also fell to the ground.

Hamilton quickly grabbed the phone, deleted what had just been there, and looked at me with a smile. "Ha, now I'm really going to teach you a lesson!"