Chapter 258 Cleaning Up Cager
As Cager felt the crew members' scrutinizing gazes and followed the police downstairs, he didn't expect to find a large crowd of reporters blocking the entrance. The camera flashes nearly blinded him.
His first instinct was to duck back into the hotel, but someone pushed him toward the car.
"Did it but won't own up to it? What are you scared of? We don't have time to waste on you."
On the drive back to the police station, news of his scandal broke.
Thalia's studio immediately released a statement - terminating his employment and permanently blacklisting him.
This move instantly won the studio a huge wave of fans.
But that wasn't all. Layla even bought traffic to push him straight onto the trending topics. The bigger the fuss, the deeper the impression on everyone. Otherwise, people would forget about it in no time.
At the police station, the officers checked both their phones. Seeing the call records, one officer slammed the table in anger: "You don't know why she was in your room?"
"I don't know."
"Don't know? Then why did you call her?"
Cager was shocked: "Impossible. There's no way I would have called her."
"See for yourself. Is this your number or not?"
When Cager saw the number on the phone, he was completely stunned.
He stared at the officer, not knowing what to say.
How could things be such a coincidence?
After what happened last night, what normal person would be in the mood to do all this?
Someone set him up.
Someone must have set him up.
Because of this incident, the production shut down for a few days.
Thalia had someone bring Sabrina back.
As soon as she arrived at the company, she saw colleagues clearing out Cager's office, throwing all his personal belongings into boxes. Anything belonging to the company was sent to Layla's office.
Amanda stood to the side, with Sabrina beside her.
"You're here? Mr. Smith is waiting for you! Get in there, quick!"
Amanda's whole body stiffened. Thalia rarely came to the company, and when he did, it was either about his own business or someone else's trouble.
Looking at today's scene, it didn't seem like someone else's trouble.
"Mr. Smith."
Thalia sat in Layla's chair, holding a cup of coffee and taking small sips.
"Close the door."
"Know why I called you both here?"
Sabrina trembled all over in fear. Last night's events were still vivid in her mind. Thalia was far from the easygoing person they appeared to be on the surface - deep down, he had the ruthlessness of a capitalist.
With just a slight move, Thalia could make newcomers like them in the entertainment industry disappear without a trace.
"The company has already fired him, but I can't be sure whether Cager still has other evidence on you. If he does... and you make a name for yourselves in the entertainment industry later and he gets jealous, he could release some bombshell to destroy you..."
"No, I guarantee there isn't any," Amanda vaguely sensed from Thalia's words that he was considering giving up on them, so she quickly spoke up to save herself.
"Cager wanted to do something to me, but he didn't succeed. Thalia, Layla brought me back. Layla has always told us to protect ourselves in the entertainment industry, and even when things are beyond our control, we absolutely can't let anyone have evidence on us. I believe Cager has no evidence on me."
Amanda's urgent words made Sabrina's breathing quicken. Just because nothing happened to Amanda didn't mean nothing happened to Sabrina.
Last night Sabrina had sex with Cager, and she couldn't be sure whether Cager had taken photos or anything.
Thalia's leisurely gaze fell on Sabrina, waiting for her answer.
"Thalia, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong."
"Of course you were wrong. But if I build you up and then you and Cager get exposed, wouldn't I have to pay for your mistake?"
She wasn't stupid enough to pay for someone else's mistakes.
Thalia placed the coffee cup on the desk, her fingertips spinning it: "We're all adults. Adults need to think before they act. Since you could do something like this, you must have thought it through carefully beforehand, right?"
"Girls without schemes or ambitions wouldn't think about diving into the entertainment industry before graduating college. Sabrina, you understand that. But what you didn't expect is that your plan won't work with me."
Sabrina's face instantly turned deathly pale as she stood before the desk. She looked at Thalia with trembling eyes, her lips quivering.
She couldn't say a word.
Words were inadequate to express the turmoil raging inside her at that moment.
"Please give me one more chance."
Thalia glanced at Amanda and tilted her head, signaling her to leave.
When only Sabrina and Thalia remained in the office, Thalia spoke calmly: "I won't keep a ticking time bomb around me, Sabrina. For the sake of the time you spent at the company, I won't spread this around. I'm leaving you a way out. Take care of yourself."
Sabrina was silent for a long while, unable to speak.
She knew that Thalia's promise not to tell was already saving her life.
After this production wrapped, her entertainment industry career would probably be over.
"She left?" Layla came in and saw only Thalia in the office.
"Yes."
"You guys talked it out?"
Thalia nodded, pushed back the chair and stood up: "You're busy! I'm meeting Evelyn for a spa."
"I don't even know which one of us is the boss."
Thalia threw Layla a flirtatious look: "You're the boss."
...........
At the spa, Thalia had been there for a while when Evelyn finally arrived late.
"Coming from the factory?"
"Yes!"
"Now that production has started, I need to check in occasionally."
Thalia propped her chin and looked at her: "How does it feel?"
"Still more comfortable not working."
Thalia couldn't help but laugh.
"I'm taking the costumes for your next production. Just letting you know now."
It wasn't enough for Evelyn to break into high-end design - she also needed to develop an everyday line, blocking off all routes for others.
Who says daughters of wealthy families can't have careers?
In the evening, Evelyn and Thalia went to Aurora Tower.
As soon as Thalia entered the elevator, she saw a familiar face. The person seemed to recognize her too, pointing at her and stammering for a long time without being able to place her.
Finally he managed: "You're that bad woman who scammed me out of money last time."
"Me?" Thalia played dumb.
How could Raymond forget her? She had sweet-talked a large sum of money out of him in just a few words, then disappeared.
"If not you, then who?"
Thalia raised an eyebrow: "How much do you say I scammed you for?"
"Five million dollars."
Thalia scoffed as if she'd heard a joke: "A mere five million dollars. You've got some nerve bringing that up."
She waved the Aurora Tower black gold card in her hand: "Do you know how much this card is worth?"
Raymond had been hanging around Aurora Tower recently, so naturally he knew the entry-level membership fee here was five million dollars, and the highest black gold card required over ten million dollars.
Thalia's black card was indeed valuable.
"It really wasn't you?"
"If you drank too much, go get your head checked."
The elevator stopped on the 19th floor. Thalia stepped out, with Raymond following behind her like a tail.