"Did you hear me? You can't say a word about what happened tonight. If you let anything slip, I'm screwed! And if I'm screwed, you won't fare any better!" Ophelia Wilson spat out word by word, warning Chaya Davis.
Under her intense gaze, Chaya Davis finally nodded.
"Alright then, go take a shower and throw away those clothes!" Ophelia Wilson pushed Chaya into the bathroom, while she herself twisted open a bottle of water and drank it all in one go.
Compared to what had just happened, she was now more worried about the video.
Ophelia Wilson thought for a bit, picked up her phone, and called Sophie Wilson.
Sophie Wilson was, of course, still awake, waiting for this call: "Is it done? Did you enjoy it?"
At Sophie Wilson's first words, Ophelia Wilson nearly threw her phone away.
"Sophie Wilson, you bitch!" Ophelia Wilson almost bit down until her teeth bled. If it weren't for the fact that she was in a hotel, she would have shouted it out.
