Chapter 53 William's Nude Photos?
Thalia was momentarily speechless after Nicholas's comment.
Nicholas sat in the back of the car, sighing deeply. Just thinking about William's actions gave him a headache.
"Can you stop sighing?" Thalia snapped. She had every reason to be upset—she hadn't snagged the guy, and her inheritance was on the line. Her luck was just that bad.
"I've got something that'll cheer you up," Nicholas suddenly had a bright idea and looked at Thalia with a gleam in his eye.
"What?" Thalia asked, curious.
"Check your phone."
Thalia's phone buzzed with a new message. She opened it and her eyes widened. A photo of William? Was this for real? Do adults really play like this?
In the shower, William had his back to the camera, the muscles of his waist and the defined lines of his legs from regular exercise making Thalia blush. William, just looking at him, you could tell he had stamina! And she had experienced it firsthand.
"Thalia, what are you looking at? Can I see?" Isla asked, noticing Thalia staring at her phone, lost in thought.
Nicholas propped his head on his hand, smiling at Thalia: "Forget it, she's not going to share."
Thalia quickly looked away from the photo, coughing to cover her embarrassment: "Is this even legal?"
"You were practically undressing him with your eyes. Now you ask if it's legal? A bit late, don't you think?" Nicholas teased.
Thalia: .........
She was about to defend herself when Layla called: "Where are you?"
"In the car."
"Going where?"
"Out of the country to find a lawyer, why?"
"Check Facebook. Andrew is streaming live from his hospital bed, apologizing. Got any strategies for dealing with this manipulative guy?"
Layla was fuming. She couldn't understand how Andrew could be so disgusting.
"Get some trolls to flood his livestream with comments..."
Thalia hung up and opened the livestream. Sure enough, Andrew was sitting on the hospital bed, pale-faced, streaming live.
"For what happened the other day, I'm really sorry. I had no idea my fans would go to such extremes and cause Thalia so much trouble. Luckily, Thalia is okay. If anything had happened to her..."
Thalia watched the stream, her face turning sour with anger: "Manipulative scumbag. If you have the guts, wipe off the foundation from your face before you speak."
"What a piece of trash. A guy with this much scheming should just be gay," Nicholas chimed in.
Soon enough, trolls began flooding Andrew's livestream: "If you're sorry, apologize in person. Streaming an apology? Are you trying to get your fans to attack her again?"
"No, not attack her. Kill her!"
"Thalia's so unlucky. Just trying to act and someone wants her dead."
"Isn't he just throwing her out there to be attacked?"
"Andrew is really something!"
The livestream chat exploded with arguments, and Andrew's assistant frantically tried to block the trolls, but it was a losing battle. Reports kept pouring in, and within ten minutes, the livestream was shut down.
..........
In the hospital room, Andrew's manager, Linda Jones, cursed under her breath. Looking at the closed livestream, Linda felt a headache coming on.
"It must be Thalia's doing."
"I told you Thalia wouldn't be easy to deal with," Andrew said, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I told you not to do this, but you insisted. Now look what happened? The stream got shut down."
"Even without her dad, Thalia's not going to be easy to deal with," Linda muttered. "Whose money did you take to want her dead?"
"Andrew, Thalia just posted on Facebook," an assistant said, handing the phone to Andrew.
Andrew glanced at it and read aloud, "I haven't received any apology statement from a certain someone. As a public figure, having the basic decency to apologize should not be difficult. Some people seem to use their fans as weapons to hurt others... The entertainment industry is not above the law. I will pursue this to the end."
Andrew's face twisted in anger. He threw the phone at Linda: "Look at this."
Linda picked up the phone, her face darkening. "I'll make a call," she said, stepping out of the room. But no one answered. Frustrated, she cursed again, gave Andrew some instructions, and drove off.
Linda headed straight for the Emerald City Logistics Park.
"I'm looking for Mr. Smith."
"Mr. Smith isn't here."
"Where is he?" Linda demanded.
The person she asked looked her over. "If you have Mr. Smith's number, you can call him directly."
"He's not answering."
"Then I can't help you."
"You..." Linda was fuming.
..........
After posting on Facebook, Thalia tossed her phone aside and looked at the road ahead, impatiently. "How long is this going to take?"
"Thalia, it's the weekend," Nicholas replied. Traffic in Emerald City was always a problem. People never stopped complaining about it.
Nicholas saw the situation and cautiously suggested, "Maybe we should go another day. The person won't run away."
He was mainly worried that if he took Thalia to see someone, William, being the jealous type, would come after him.
Thalia gave Nicholas a long look. "What?"
"Nothing! It's just the traffic."
"Traffic won't stop me from becoming rich."
Nicholas: ........
After being scolded by Thalia, he immediately quieted down. He picked up his phone and started messaging William: "William! She's going to leave."
"You won't get the girl at this rate. If I were you, I'd be freaking out."
"You're just going to let Thalia go find another guy? She might end up in bed with him!"
William: "She won't have the chance."
Nicholas: "What do you mean?"
"You wouldn't..."
"What's up?" Before Nicholas could finish typing, Thalia's phone rang. On the other end, Ethan was at the police station, glancing at William sitting across from him.
"Can you come over? There's something Emma needs you to confirm."
"You can just ask me. I don't have time to come over."
"From what Emma said, Walter is still in Emerald City. He never left the country. Don't you want revenge?"
Thalia: ......... "Wait for me."