Chapter 294
Chapter 294:
“Entered her room, I found her passed out, so I decided to take her to the hospital right away p>
Ellis, standing beside him, nodded vigorously, his face turning an odd shade of red for no clear reason.
“Is that so?” A calm, sweet voice interrupted. “That’s not what you said with your friend in my room earlier p>
Rafael whipped around, his heart racing as he locked eyes with Fernanda, her gaze sharp and clear. He stumbled back a few steps, his shock making him lean against the wall for support. Ellis, wide-eyed like he had seen a ghost, loosened his hold on Fernanda, allowing her to slide off his back.
“Fernanda, you’re alright?” Sloane exclaimed, her voice filled with relief. “You weren’t unconscious? You had me so scared p>
Jeff studied Fernanda, who appeared perfectly fine, then shifted his gaze to Rafael, whose face had paled. Jeff’s expression darkened as his thoughts raced with suspicions.
He could sense part of the truth lurking beneath the surface.
“Ah, Miss Morgan, so you weren’t actually unconscious,” Rafael said, trying to regain his composure as he cleared his throat and forced a smile. “I’m relieved you’re okay. I was really worried when I saw you out cold p>
Inside, Rafael’s mind was spinning, already devising a new plan.
As long as he stuck to the story that he was only trying to help Fernanda get to the hospital, he would be in the clear. It might not sound entirely believable, but there was no solid evidence to suggest he had any hidden agenda.
No one could ever guess what he truly intended.
Fernanda didn’t even react to Rafael’s fake concern. Without hesitation, she pulled out her phone from her pocket and unlocked it. A voice, sharp and unmistakable, rang out from the speaker. “Ellis, get over here!” “Pick her up. Now p>
“What’s wrong with it? Don’t you want that two hundred thousand p>
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“Once I’ve stripped her of everything, I’ll record it and post it online for the world to witness her humiliation p>
It was Rafael’s voice, repeating the very same words he had said to Ellis in Fernanda’s room just moments ago.
Rafael turned ghostly pale, his face drained of color. He hadn’t seen this coming—he never imagined that Fernanda had recorded his words with her phone!
The hallway stood frozen, as if even the light dared not move.
The venom in Rafael’s voice, deliberately lowered to a malicious whisper, was clear proof of his vile intentions.
Ellis’s face paled, his eyes darting toward Rafael, whose expression mirrored the same dark shock.
Sloane, usually so innocent, couldn’t miss the gravity of the situation.
Her gaze fixed on Rafael, her expression twisted in disbelief, unable to accept his cruelty.
Wendy, who hadn’t looked up from her phone since Jeff arrived, was furiously typing, clearly engaged in a conversation with someone.