Chapter 162: Sex Video Exposure
I held back my laughter, brought the champagne to my lips for a small sip, then sat back on the sofa to quietly wait for Heath's arrival.
Waiting was the hardest part, and I'm not someone who likes to wait. Just as I was about to get up and walk around, Atlas reached out his long arm and pulled me directly into his embrace.
"What's wrong, don't want to wait?"
His warm breath brushed against my neck, making me ticklish. I scrunched up my neck and laughed, "Yeah, I hate waiting for people. It makes me anxious."
"Don't worry, I'm here with you."
As Atlas spoke, he lowered his head and kissed my neck lightly. That kiss felt like an electric shock, sending tingles throughout my body.
Everything around us was quiet, just the two of us. My heartbeat suddenly quickened.
Atlas looked up, his burning gaze full of affection, and slowly moved closer to me.
Closer and closer, until I could see his long eyelashes.
Come to think of it, we'd been dating for several months now, but aside from holding hands, we'd never had this kind of intimate moment.
Watching his lips approach, my cheeks flushed slightly. I slowly closed my eyes, and then a warm pair of lips pressed deeply against mine.
The moment we touched, Atlas suddenly lifted his head and said, "Someone's coming!"
Startled, I quickly stood up and looked through the window. The area downstairs was already crowded with people making a commotion.
Heath was in the middle of the crowd with tablets strapped to his chest and back, playing videos on loop.
I quickly looked through the telescope and could clearly see that the tablets were playing the video I'd filmed of Natasha and Knox having their affair.
More and more people gathered around, including many employees from inside the Pemberton Group. Many of them started recording with their phones after seeing the video.
"Things are getting interesting now."
Atlas hugged me from behind, took a look through the telescope and said, "But Heath's probably going to suffer a bit today."
I saw Knox rush down furiously with his people, charge up to Heath, and pin him to the ground.
Watching Heath struggle on the ground, I couldn't bear to watch anymore. I stood up and sighed, "I hope Knox will go easy on him since he's a sick man."
Atlas said, "That's hard to say. Knox is ruthless. Want me to call the police to go check it out?"
I nodded, "Good idea. Get Heath out of there. He's already seriously ill, we can't let him die here."
"Okay!"
Atlas agreed and pulled out his phone to make the call. Soon, a police car stopped downstairs at the Pemberton Group.
I knew Heath was safe for now.
After watching the excitement, Atlas and I didn't rush to leave. Instead, we each grabbed a beer and sat on the sofa, chatting casually.
During this time, I saw Natasha hurry over, then later get taken away by Knox.
Seeing this scene, I smiled.
I tilted my head back, took a sip of beer, and pointed across the way. "Bet you anything Natasha's taking Knox back to John's house right now to discuss their strategy."
"So what's your plan next?"
Atlas clinked his glass with mine and asked.
I chuckled, "Since these two are both targeting me, of course I'm going to play along."
"I'm thinking - should I bind these two together permanently, or should I split them up?"
"Splitting them up would be letting them off too easy."
Atlas shook his head in disagreement. "Of course we should bind them together. Only when they're together can we deal with them both at once."
"You're right!"
I stood up and looked out the window. Outside, the sun was shining brightly - beautiful weather.
"Then let's wish these two a long and lasting relationship."
With that, I downed the rest of my beer. "Time to go back."
As soon as I finished speaking, my phone received several messages. I opened them to see explicit photos of Natasha and Knox, accompanied by bold black text.
"Natasha and Knox's Steamy Pool Party!"
"The Truth Behind Helena and Knox's Breakup Revealed!"
"Knox Cheats Before Wedding - The Other Woman Is Actually Her!"
Headlines everywhere, all featuring photos of Natasha and Knox. With this, no explanation was needed - anyone who saw these reports would instantly understand what really happened back then.
This time, Natasha and Knox were truly famous, though their reputation absolutely stank.
"Alright, we've seen enough excitement. Take me back. I have a feeling John's family is about to come knocking."
I pulled at Atlas, but he didn't move.
"Come on, what's wrong?"
As soon as I spoke, Atlas yanked hard, pulling me onto his lap.
His burning palm moved down my spine.
"Helena, that kiss got interrupted earlier. Can I continue now?"
Atlas's burning, intense gaze fell on me. My palms sweated nervously, and I involuntarily closed my eyes.
His hot, warm lips descended, and this time they didn't leave for a long while.
Not until my legs went weak and I could barely stand did Atlas finally release me.
He looked at me, breathless and dazed, and playfully tapped my nose with his finger.
"I really want to marry you right now."
My face instantly flushed bright red. I buried my head in his shoulder and said softly, "What are you saying? I have no plans to get married."
"I know."
Atlas's hand pressed tightly against my back, and he sighed reluctantly, "Then I'll just have to keep holding back. But if I keep this up, I'm really afraid something's going to break."
As Atlas spoke, he mischievously pressed my hand against the bulge below. My face instantly reddened, and I raised my fist to punch him.
"Pervert!"
"What's wrong with having sexual desire for my girlfriend?"
Seeing Atlas so righteous about it, I was instantly defeated by his shameless behavior.
"Fine, I'm done talking to you. I want to go home."
I turned to leave.
"Wait for me, I'll take you."
Atlas quickly caught up, wrapped his arm around me, and strode toward the stairs.
On the way back, I remembered the matter of investigating Zachary that I'd asked him about last time, so I asked, "How's that going?"
Atlas frowned slightly. "From what we've found so far, Zachary doesn't seem to have any major issues."
Hearing this, I asked, "Did you investigate his social network? Doesn't he have a girlfriend?"
Atlas nodded. "As far as I know, he doesn't. Can you tell me why you want to investigate him?"
I explained my concerns about Quincy and Zachary. Atlas asked, puzzled, "You don't really know Zachary, so why don't you approve of him and Quincy?"
"They're not right for each other."
I couldn't explain the tragedy that would happen to Quincy in my past life, but in this life, I was determined to prevent them from getting together.
Since Zachary didn't have a girlfriend, why not find him a woman?
With this thought, an idea suddenly formed in my mind.