Chapter 12 Darker Thoughts

With a profound understanding of Megan, Joseph knew she would not be easily bested. Yet for added security, he had a contingency in place. "Call the police. Suggest promiscuity." Oliver, "…" "Joseph, if Megan gets arrested on such charges, it will surely make the news, and if you plan to marry, it will be a stain on your reputation." Gazing at the dark night outside the window, Joseph said resolutely, "Don't worry, even if you are apprehended, she won't." It will be no challenge for her adept skills to extricate herself. "Notify Megan about the police alert, and if necessary, you should escort her away." "Yes." After terminating the call, Oliver watched Harry advance toward the private room's door and then placed a call to Megan. Megan looked at the caller ID. - The earlier intervention from security to remove the harassing man must have been arranged by Joseph. Under Sophie's watchful eye, she answered the call. Hearing her cold voice, Oliver knew she had not succumbed to the drug and felt reassured. "Megan, Sophie has planned against you. The man she found for you is already at the doorstep." As his words ended, the door to the private room swung open. Megan glanced at Harry and stated, "So?" "I'm calling the police. Please protect yourself well, Megan." "Done." Megan hung up the phone. Her gaze returned from Harry to Sophie, who was fanning her collar due to the heat. "Who are you? Did you enter the wrong room?" Sophie, sensing something amiss with her body, turned sharply to Megan, realizing she had been duped. - Already running low on rational thought and now overwhelmed with fury, she loudly announced to Harry, "Here's the person you wanted!" During her speech, her eyes fleetingly glanced at a corner with a fake plant. Hidden amidst the foliage was a high-definition miniature camera. Once she obtained the salacious footage, Megan would no longer be able to defy her and would be forced to heel. Unaware of being part of the scheme as well, Harry had eyes solely for the excessively gorgeous Megan. Fragile and defenseless women were his preferred type. He immediately obstructed Megan's retreat, inquiring at the flushed Sophie, "Without succumbing to the drug, are you certain she won't call the police afterward?" As Sophie's lucidity waned, she struggled to her feet. She affirmed with certainty, "Definitely not, I hold leverage over her, she'll heed my instructions. Have your way, I'll take my leave now." Feeling a profound emptiness, she knew a hospital visit was pressing. Without one, she would have to resort to any available man for relief. She intended to marry into a top-tier wealthy family and needed to keep her first experience pure. However, she barely made a few steps before collapsing, unable to rise again. "Call an ambulance for me," she groaned and weakened Harry's knees. His gaze oscillated between Megan and Sophie, harboring even darker thoughts. Although Sophie was not as captivating as Megan, she too was a great beauty. "Sophie, in your condition, you won't make it to the hospital in time. Just wait, I'll help you shortly." After speaking, he lunged at Megan. He intended to seize Megan first, and then amuse himself with Sophie. Megan blocked his advance with a raised foot against his chest, "Don't rush." Harry sidestepped her foot, collapsing towards her. Megan swept her leg out, knocking Harry to the floor. His lower back slammed against the edge of the table, the pain nearly suffocating him. "You bitch!" He endured the pain, rising to discipline Megan. The room's door suddenly opened. He glanced instinctively. Seeing James enter, his face drained of color. "Un… Uncle, what brings you here?" James might have no interest in the family business, but as the sole son of the family head, he was entitled to the family fortunes. Notoriously ruthless, he was feared even when dormant, a force within the Moore family. - James ignored Harry, addressing Megan, "Leave. I shall handle the rest." He didn't wish for Megan to witness his merciless methods. Megan nodded, "Be cautious, the police will arrive shortly." As she spoke, her glance swept over Sophie and Harry. "Rest assured, I know what to do." Before departing, Megan retrieved the video camera from within the plant. "Harry, Sophie harbors no good intentions for you. Your trust in her was misplaced." With that, she exited the private room. Harry, realizing the deceitfulness of Sophie recording them, kicked her wrathfully. - "Wretch, you accept my money yet plot against me? Who emboldened you!" After venting his anger with additional kicks, he stumbled before James, kneeling in submission. "Uncle, I was unaware of Megan's connection to you. Had I known, even tenfold courage wouldn't have sufficed for me to entertain any improper thoughts towards her. I implore your mercy this once." "It's all Sophie's fault. She claimed Megan was willing. I am the victim." At these words, James scoffed. With a kick, James flopped Harry to the ground. His foot pressed against Harry's thorax, "Do you not recall the consequences of deceiving me?" Harry, recalling James's ruthless dealings, hastily altered his plea. "Uncle, I was led astray by lust, in consideration of my unfulfilled intent, grant me an opportunity to make amends." "You intentions could already lead you to death, did you even consider the repercussions?" James intensified the pressure until Harry coughed up blood. He hoisted Harry by the collar and tossed him at the disrobing Sophie. "Before the police arrive, you are forbidden to leave." With that, he vacated the private room. Sophie instantly entangled the nearly insensible Harry, her kisses fervent. The sounds of their intimacy were muffled by the closed door. James, catching sight of Megan waiting for him, smiled. Before he could utter a word, Oliver rushed in. "Megan, the police are imminent. Joseph needs to speak with you. " James understood the underlying message intended for him. He said to Megan, "I've left a blueprint at your apartment, I need to retrieve it now." Oliver was vigilant, "James, I said first." "Oliver. I have a closer relationship with Megan." "Isn't that so, Megan?" His address resounded with an exceptional tenderness. Oliver said, "Shortly, Megan will become Mrs. Martinez and shares a closer bond with Joseph." Megan, observing the petty rivalry between two juvenile men, felt somewhat speechless. She was about to interrupt their meaningless dispute when the door to private room 306 swung open. "The show has begun," she said.