Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Blanca looked hastily over the contents of the video. After going in, she’d slung her purse over a chair that just so happened to face the bed, and the camera in her purse captured the footage of the two of them lying down together.

She was too embarrassed to look at what happened afterwards and didn’t want to leak photos of herself naked. So she cut off a section, attached them to an email, and listed almost half a dozen addresses at once before raising the phone before the man.

“Return the pendant, and I’ll delete it, or else, I’ll send it out now.”

The man looked at her with some interest. She carried a camera with her everywhere? Was she like those other women who wanted to threaten him with a scandal, then marry themselves into the Grant family?

The man considered it for a while, then shrugged carelessly. “It’s up to you.”

No matter what her goals were, he wasn’t intimidated by this sort of low-class scandal.

The contemptuous look thoroughly provoked Blanca. She was about to die anyway, and she had nothing to be afraid of.

If they were going to punch down like this, then she could punch up just fine!

She tapped send, and it went through.

Then she shot a look at the man. He’d already gone ahead and started dealing with his work!

He really wasn’t worried? Or were the addresses fake?

While she was dubious, Matthew raised his head. “If you have nothing else going on, feel free to wait here. We’ll see who comes out worse after this sort of video comes out.”

Blanca sat down on the leather sofa in the office. She wasn’t planning on leaving without her pendant anyway.

The news set off ripples like a boulder thrown into a river. In just five minutes, the news of Matthew Grant, head of the Empire Group, having spent the night with a mysterious woman spread like wildfire.

She took out her phone and looked at the news feeling a little dizzy.

She could see that this Matthew had status, but not this much status.

The head of the Empire Group, the young master of the Grant family, one of the four great families, the most mysterious man of Oakshire, comparable to royalty, had had a scandalous lover for the first time.

Curtis came inside the office and asked Matthew how they were going to deal with it.

Matthew didn’t even lift his head. “No need to bother.”

The assistant left, and a few minutes later, Blanca’s phone started getting bombarded.

All sorts of threats and insulting calls followed.

In just several minutes, Matthew’s suitors had already doxed Blanca completely and sent her death threats. If she didn’t leave Matthew Grant, according to some of them, she could very well just up and drop dead!

Going back to Matthew again, he was looking at her with a casual expression, as if it had nothing to do with him…

At that moment, Blanca realized, she fucked up.

Forget her birth parents, right now, she’d be lucky to leave Oakshire alive.

But looking at how calm Matthew was, and how he was just letting her send it, she knew he had the capability to suppress the news.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Helpless, Blanca could only drop it for now. She walked before the desk and said sullenly, “I don’t need the pendant now. Please retract the news.”

Matthew smiled faintly. “Even if I retracted the news, the people who’re threatening you are still going to go after you, and your reputation is ruined.”

She really had stepped in it of her own volition this time. Blanca regretted it so much she felt like her guts were going to rot.

With the news outlets at hand, the more polite ones called her a “rumored girlfriend”, and the ones that cut to the chase were just up and calling her a drunken hookup.

And her photo had been enlarged and showed on screen. How was she supposed to go meet her parents now?!

“You have to have a way to settle this. Speak. What do you want from me to do it?”

Matthew set down his pen and stared at her. “Let’s make a deal. Do what I say, and I will help you with your reputation and guarantee your safety from now on.”

Blanca grit her teeth. This guy really did have other ideas.

“Let’s hear it then. What deal?”