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The bodyguard's composure wavered momentarily, a blush creeping across his earlobes despite his efforts to maintain his composure. Hesitantly, he followed her inside.

Without a second thought, Nicole took off her jacket, letting it fall at her feet, revealing a strapless black top that accentuated her figure.

The simplicity of the black outfit became a statement of seduction for her.

The bodyguard, surprised, coughed. “Miss Lawrence, could you come in and change?”

"Who said I was going to change my clothes?" Nicole replied, approaching gently as she stepped off her heels, her gaze daring and teasing.

He ran a finger over the bodyguard's shoulder, his voice sultry, hinting at an unspoken invitation. "Don't you know that spilled coffee requires a shower?"

His playful gaze intensified as he noticed her blushing face and his smile widened. He lightly touched her chin, with an unmistakable tone of mockery. "Why don't you see if Mr. Schultz's acquaintances are up to the task?"

Nicole turned, her hand on the zipper of her skirt, ready to take it off at any moment.

The black-clad bodyguard began to get scared. Sweat ran down his forehead and back, the idea of ​​spying on Jarrod's wife filled him with fear. He would never dare to do it.

Even the mere thought of approaching someone Jarrod had let go was unthinkable for men of his caliber. Plus, Nicole had slept with Jarrod.

In his haste to leave, the bodyguard quickly left the room, slamming the door before Nicole could undress.

When she heard the door close, Nicole gave a small smile and grabbed a towel on her way to the shower.

She finished her shower quickly, wrapped herself in the towel, and flipped a hidden switch on the wall, revealing a secret room.

Inside, a detailed map of intricate relationships and numerous photos adorned a whiteboard.

Nicole plugged a USB into the computer.

Her previous hurried visit to Jarrod's mansion had only allowed her to download files from a folder, not yet reviewed by her.

To his astonishment, the unit was full of compromising photos and videos of Mr. Hampton, caught in unpleasant moments with several women.

Nicole was aware of Jarrod's extreme caution, who presumably kept this material from close friends as a safeguard. These were evidently his blackmail reserves, possibly concocted by his hand.

The release of these photos would cause significant damage to the Hampton family, affecting both their market position and their corporate position, especially with rumors of the Hampton family elder's influential ties.

Inspired, Nicole edited the images to hide crucial details before anonymously emailing them to Mr. Hampton. Having indirect ties to the Hampton family made it easier to get their contact.

Mr. Hampton quickly responded, “Who the hell are you?”

Nicole replied, "That's none of your business."

He pressed: “What do you want?”

Nicole responded. "Let's make a deal."

Somewhat hopeful, Hampton asked, "Do you want money?" Name your price.

Nicole responded: "Money is not my goal."

Mr. Hampton asked, “So what do you want?”

Nicole declared: "A contract from five years ago."

Mr. Hampton was silent before answering: “I don't follow you.”

Nicole responded with amusement: "Perhaps the spread of these photos and videos on the Internet will refresh your memory."

Mr. Hampton responded: "How do we proceed?"

"Wait for my instructions."

After sending the message, Nicole uploaded the incriminating content to a cloud server so secure it was nearly unbreakable. Feeling satisfied, she destroyed the USB by crushing it with her foot.

She then wet her hair again in the bathroom, got dressed, and left the room.

The bodyguard who was waiting for her immediately came over and said, “Miss Lawrence, it is time for you to return to the villa.”

Nicole couldn't suppress a satisfied smile. "Come on," he said, his tone heavy with sarcasm.

Raegan had been absorbed in her studio work all day.

At lunchtime, his phone rang with a video call from Mitchel. He picked up the call.

Mitchel's handsome face appeared on the screen, more alive than ever. "Did I catch you during lunch?"

Raegan nodded softly with a “yes.”

"Let me see what you're eating." Mitchel's voice filled the speaker.

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