Chapter 18 cursing
Genesis's POV:
I looked at the door in terror and hastily closed my laptop!
Eli looked at me with concern. "How are the wounds on your back? Do you need me to help you apply medicine?"
I immediately shook my head in refusal!
\[Susan already helped me with the medicine. I'm tired now and ready to sleep.\]
I hinted for Eli to leave quickly, hoping he hadn't seen what I was just doing!
But the next second, Eli's gaze fell on my laptop.
"What were you just doing? Why so panicked? Don't tell me you were watching inappropriate videos on your computer." He said this while grinning mischievously and moving closer.
He couldn't see the video on my computer!
My hands moved faster than my brain. I immediately hugged the laptop to my chest!
Seeing this, Eli's smile deepened. His eyes slid across my face suggestively.
"Were you watching porn? You just saw that couple's live show at the bar, and now you're eager to come back and watch more. Genesis, you bit me before because I forced you to watch that scene, but it turns out you're so impatient inside?" He reached for the laptop in my arms, and my heart jumped to my throat!
If Eli found out I sent that video, who knows how he'd blackmail me!
I gritted my teeth, clutched the laptop, and jumped off the bed!
I ran frantically toward the door. Eli wasn't in a hurry at all. His smile only grew deeper!
I grabbed the door handle hard, but it was locked!
I turned back in shock. When did he lock the door!
By then Eli had walked behind me. He placed one hand on my shoulder and easily pulled the laptop from my arms with the other.
Looking at his smooth muscle lines, I gave up any thought of getting it back.
With his strength, he could probably lift me with one hand. Those muscles weren't just for show!
Eli was obviously satisfied with my awareness. He smiled suggestively. "Let me see what kind of video made you come back to watch it even after getting hurt."
He opened the video while speaking.
Eli's POV:
I was really curious why the little girl who had been so shy earlier would come back to watch porn.
As soon as I opened the laptop, I saw an email page that hadn't been closed yet, with a sensational subject line.
\[Savannah cheats with male celebrity, 300 rounds of action.\]
So it was this?
I raised an eyebrow. This email was sent by the little mute to Christian. She even remembered to register a new email account.
I turned back meaningfully and glanced at the anxious little mute.
I had long known she wasn't as well-behaved as she appeared, but I didn't expect her to be this fierce!
I clicked on the video and glanced at it casually. Savannah really wasn't picky at all. The man was so small, yet she looked like she was enjoying herself immensely.
But Genesis happened to witness it and even remembered to record a video. She really wasn't as weak as she appeared.
"You didn't record a video that night too, did you? On Jordan's birthday!" I narrowed my eyes and looked at her searchingly.
Genesis's face changed. She immediately shook her head. \[I didn't!\]
I didn't believe her. I snatched her phone and checked it carefully, then checked her computer to make sure there were no other inappropriate videos before letting her go.
I pinched Genesis's face. "You're still too soft-hearted."
Genesis looked at me in confusion, with some defiance in her eyes.
Did she think this would be enough to get revenge on Savannah? She really underestimated Christian!
"What Christian cares about most is face. You sent him the email, and at most he'll have a fight with Savannah, then pretend nothing happened."
Genesis's eyes widened, seeming shocked that I would say this.
I sneered. "You think he really doesn't know anything? He just doesn't care."
Men like him who played even wilder games in private were already rotten to the core.
\[Then what should I do?\] Genesis asked hesitantly.
"I'll teach you." I grinned wickedly and recalled the email, sending it to Walker instead. "I've had Walker send the video to hackers. They'll distribute it to all the media and magazines in the country."
"Your punishment was too light. Only when everyone knows will Savannah have no chance of recovery!"
\[Why are you doing this? This way the entire Martinez family will be embarrassed.\] The little mute seemed shocked and confused.
I laughed. "Christian and Savannah don't represent the Martinez family. They're not worthy!"
Seeing she didn't understand, I didn't want to explain further. How could the little mute understand the complex relationship between Christian and me?
I wasn't trying to take Christian's position out of ambition. That position should have been mine from the beginning!
Genesis's POV:
The next afternoon, while we were still in class at school, we suddenly heard a classmate exclaim.
Everyone looked at him, but he apologized to the teacher awkwardly and started whispering with his companion.
Soon, hushed discussions filled the classroom, and everyone's eyes fell on my face.
I heard the names "Savannah" and "Maria." I immediately understood that Eli's emails had worked!
I secretly took out my phone and looked. Sure enough, news about Savannah and the male celebrity had spread across social media, and someone had even released high-definition video!
The video was all over Instagram, with many people leaving comments cursing Savannah.
I could barely maintain my facial expression.
I saw Maria run past our classroom with an ugly expression. I pretended to be anxious too and ran out after her.
Unfortunately, Maria left in the driver's car and didn't give me a chance to get in.
Just as I was about to take the bus home, a cool sports car stopped in front of me.
Eli took off his sunglasses and raised an eyebrow. "Eager to go home and watch the drama? Get in."
I hesitated for only a moment before happily jumping into the car.
Since he already knew I took the video, I didn't need to pretend anymore.
After getting in the car, Eli turned to look at me with amusement. "Put away that excited look. Savannah isn't having a good time right now."
I nodded, feeling somewhat curious.
How was Savannah doing?
When we returned to the Martinez villa, I had just entered when I saw Savannah kneeling miserably in the living room, her hair disheveled as she cried.
Christian held a whip with a cold face, striking her body again and again.
I subtly curved my lips. What Christian held was the same whip Savannah had used on me last night.
I wondered if Savannah, who had wanted to beat me to death yesterday and was now being whipped without dignity, could still maintain her elegant composure.