Chapter 1018: Chapter 1018: Imitating Her
"You just want to get revenge on her, don’t you? Moreover, you want fame and status, all of which I can give you."
The woman’s voice sounded like it was laced with hooks, pulling out all of Nina Adams’s hidden desires.
Nina Adams took a deep breath, only to find her throat parched, "What you’re saying is true."
"What benefit would there be for me to deceive you, or do you still think I’m Charlotte Thompson?"
"But that’s not it, you’re definitely not the right person."
Sourly, Nina Adams spoke, "Alright, I’ll find the right moment to release the video."
"Very well." Having received the answer that pleased her, the woman on the other end hung up.
Nina Adams let out a relieved sigh.
She licked her somewhat dry lips, scrolling through her phone to her photo album, eventually finding that several-second video.
Nina Adams opened the video and watched it.
The video had been altered—the man’s face was indistinguishable, and the other woman, due to the angle, only showed a profile which, after the blurring from the edits, was unrecognizable.
However, the most critical part of this video was the person being helped into the room.
His face was clearly displayed to the camera.
Charlotte Thompson.
Nina Adams carefully watched the video several times over. Such a video, if released, would likely have a massive impact on Charlotte Thompson.
Nina Adams could feel a cold sweat forming in the palm of her clenched hand.
Her fingertips kept rubbing against the phone case—these small movements betraying her nervousness.
It was then that she received a text message on her phone.
Just two words, "Go for it," followed by a little smiley face.
...
"Understood, I’ll find a time to send it."
After receiving the text from Nina Adams, the woman tossed her phone aside, her eyes gaining a few shades of coldness.
"How did it go?"
Leon Battleson, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at Evelyn Curtis. Gently swirling the champagne in his glass, he spoke.
"They have replied. They will release that video in the next few days."
As Evelyn Curtis turned, she had completely masked the expression in her eyes, carefully and dutifully walking over to Leon’s side, kneeling next to his chair.
Like a pet indulged by her master, she leaned over and rested on Leon Battleson’s lap.
Leon Battleson responded, "It’s also time for you to meet Justin Battleson."
At the sound of that name, Evelyn Curtis slightly hesitated.
She lifted her head and blinked at Leon Battleson, "Really?"
However, such an inquiry elicited a flicker of irritation in Leon Battleson’s eyes.
Without speaking, he just quietly stared at Evelyn Curtis.
For a moment, Evelyn Curtis felt a chill down her spine, and she quickly bowed her head and timidly said,
"I’m sorry, I misspoke."
"No one can question my decisions," Leon Battleson lifted Evelyn Curtis’s chin with his hand, scrutinizing her current face, yet furrowing his brows tightly in the end.
"I’ve trained you for so long; how can you still look like this? I’ve told you, you must imitate her in every word and deed."
Leon Battleson leaned in, looking at Evelyn Curtis in front of him, his brow deeply furrowed.
Evelyn Curtis said nothing, but her tense body revealed the anxiety in her heart.
"Do you think I would eat you?" Leon Battleson asked in a solemn tone.
Evelyn Curtis shook her head.
"Then why are you so afraid of me?" Leon Battleson released Evelyn Curtis.
"I’m sorry, young master," Evelyn Curtis said with pursed lips.
No matter how well she hid it, she couldn’t mask the innate fear she felt when she faced Leon Battleson.
That fear sprouted from deep within, having already taken firm root.