I took a deep breath, suppressing the sob in my throat, and spoke in an almost icy tone, each word carrying a resolute weight: "It's me, Clara. I agreed to the collaboration you proposed seven years ago."
"Now, I need you to do two things for me."
"First, help me investigate all the dirt on Liam's company—financial fraud, tax evasion, and evidence that he instigated minors to commit intentional harm. The more detailed the better."
“Second,” I paused, a sharp glint in my eyes, “prepare for the press conference to announce K’s return. I want everyone to know that jewelry designer K, who has been out of the public eye for seven years, is back.”
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a firm and resolute response: " Okay. "
After hanging up the phone, I gripped it tightly, my knuckles turning white.
Liam, Vanessa.
Do you think that by taking away my eyes and my manuscripts, you can seize everything I have?
That's too naive.
This game has only just begun.
I will make you spit out everything you've swallowed, with interest.
I will make you realize that offending K is the most fatal mistake you have ever made in your life.