“I’ve told you plenty of times before that Ada isn’t my mistress. We’ve never gone past the boundaries of friendship!”
Silvia smiled mockingly as she glared at him. “It doesn’t matter to me anymore. I don’t care about you and Ada. I just hope that you won’t make a fuss about who I associate with either.”
Neil’s eyes burned with rage. “Chris Rios clearly wants to have something more with you. I won’t let you meet him anymore. Don’t push my buttons!”
“As if Ada doesn’t want the same with you. Chris and I have a much more innocent relationship compared to you and Ada!”
“It looks like you really don’t care about ruining his future.”
Silvia clenched her fists. She was not afraid of Neil, but she did not want to destroy Chris’s future.
After a long period of silence, she finally said, “Fine. I’ll promise you. But if anything happens to Chris, I won’t spare Ada!”
Neil narrowed his eyes. “Are you threatening me?”
Silvia smiled. “Weren’t you just doing the same thing?”
No longer wanting to waste her breath on Neil, she went upstairs.
When she returned to her bedroom, she suddenly received a call from Dulcie. “Can I skip work tomorrow, Miss Pond?”
“You usually work really hard. Why are you suddenly applying for leave?” Silvia asked in surprise.
“I’m going to sue Snow Walls, so I’m meeting up with a lawyer tomorrow.”
Silvia frowned. “What’s going on? She still hasn’t returned Devotion to you?”
Dulcie scoffed. “Oh, she has. But she cut a few holes in it, and I can’t wear it anymore. I won’t forgive her for this!”
Silvia was furious too, and she said, “I’ll send you Devotion’s price in a moment. You can sue her for the amount.”
“Alright.” After a brief pause, Dulcie spoke regretfully, “I’m sorry, Sil. I couldn’t protect the birthday present that you gave me.”
Silvia tightened her hold over the phone and grunted. “Yeah.”
After the call, Silvia’s mind wandered for a while before she sent Dulcie a message. She told her that she could sue Snow for ruining a gown worth ten million dollars.
Then, she sent her subordinate a message. [I need you to photoshop a payment record for me. I’ll send you the details later.]
Soon, her subordinate photoshopped the record based on her request.
It stated that she had spent ten million dollars buying the gown. Once Silvia saw it, a cold glint shone in her eyes.
She did not want it to come to this, but Snow had crossed the line.
Soon, the police paid Snow a visit, and she finally realized how serious the problem was. While she was on her way to the police station, she gave Henry a call.
“Henry, they’re taking me to the police station. You have to help me!”
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