NovelApp"I will send them to you now," said the man.
Her phone vibrated a second later. The name, 'Tool' was displayed on her WeChat. The man had delivered more than ten photos of Stanley together with Catherine to her.
There were photos of them sitting at a KFC together, a photo of Stanley's back as he entered a hotel, and a few screenshots from a surveillance camera. The screenshots showed both Stanley and Catherine walking out from a hotel, side-by-side.
Emily Quest's eyes lit up the moment she saw the pictures.
She then placed the phone next to her ear again before looking around. Once assured that there was no one else there, she whispered, "Where did you get these photos from?" That girl was definitely his mistress! Both of them looked so intimate together. They even entered and left the shotel together.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt didn't matter whether the man in the picture was the true Stanley or a substitute that Xyla had made into her pretend husband, or at least according to Emily's sixth sense.
It didn't matter.
Stanley was involved in skind of affair and Xyla would definitely suffer once she knew about this.
If the man in the picture was the true Stanley, Xyla would definitely go mad from either heartbreak or from hearing all the people talking behind her back; whichever cfirst.
If the man was a mere substitute and she didn't love him, she would still go mad because people would continue to criticize both her and her fake husband! Xyla, you've been quite a show off for stnow. It's high tfor you to get embarrassed! SEAR*ch the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
"I was dining at KFC the other day and by coincidence, I saw them. I could recognize the man even from a brief glance. Because of that, I secretly snapped sphotos of them. It definitely felt like something was off about them." The man added, "Due to that, I kept my distance and continued watching them." "Though he stayed with the girl for their lunch break, he left soon after she had finished eating. The girl enjoyed herself in the KFC alone for stbefore she left. I followed closely and found out that she was staying in a hotel." "I have been monitoring the hotel's entrance for a few days now. During that period, I've seen that man entering the hotel. I hacked the hotel's surveillance system and that's how I managed to get the screenshots I sent to you earlier." The man explained how he got the pictures very, very seriously.
"I'll send you a phone number. Once you get it, I need you to forward the photos to the number. If the recipient ever asks who you are, just remain silent." Emily bit her lower lip in excitement. "No matter what she asks, do not answer her. You only need to send the photos and the rest will play itself out." For the chaos to come, she believed that Mary Sullivan could take care of it on her own since it was such a simple job.
"Definitely, but before that. Am I getting a reward?" He asked.
"Naturally. A hundred thousand." Emily then immediately transferred the money over to him through her bank card.
There was a clear look of satisfaction on her face as she got into the elevator to leave.
Not too long after, Mary received the photos from an unknown number. The photos of Stanley Batton and Catherine Batton together.
Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmXyla's husband got into an affair? Hahaha...
This was fantastic!
That woman looked so sweet together with her husband and she loved him so much. If she were was find out that her husband was to cheating on her, wouldn't she die of anger? Once the photos are exposed, she would have to live in embarrassment as well! Hahaha! The thought of that alone was enough to make her satisfied beyond compare.
Still... Who exactly sent her those pictures? Curiously, Mary texted the number back. "Who is this?" No reply ever ceven after Mary waited for a long time.
She tried calling the number but it went straight to voicemail.
She tried a few more times but each tgarnered the sresult. Eventually, she gave up trying to identify the sender entirely.
However, this allowed her attention to return to the photos which she had put to the side while she was trying Π.
to find out who the sender was.
Despite not knowing who sent the photos, she now owned them and they would be of great use to her. That was what truly mattered to her in the end. "You're so doomed, Xyla!" Mary snorted to herself, coldly. X
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