Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1557

In Kaleb's car, the directors nervously asked, "Kaleb, your wife saw us bringing your niece out. Will that affect our plan?"

"No!" Kaleb insisted firmly, "She's always been obedient to me. Don't worry."

"That's great to hear!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

"Hurry up. I've found a money boy for your niece, and I promise he's the best!"

Hearing this, instead of feeling glad, Kaleb was mad. "Why did you find her such a good one? Does she deserve it?"

"Then..."

Kaleb glanced at the unconscious Brittany, who was lying on the directors' laps and spat cruelly, "Find a few uglier ones. It'll be better if they have some special kinks that will destroy her!"

"I don't think that's a good idea?"

"Yeah, Kaleb. Don't forget that we want her to be willing to have fun with the guys, not making her feel she was r*ped. If she goes to the police and tells them that she was framed and abused, won't it cause us trouble?"

"That's right, Kaleb. We should act according to our original plan!"

Kaleb gritted his teeth. "Fine!"

At Jazz Nightclub.

As soon as Kaleb walked Brittany to the door, a seductive man adorned in exposing clothes came forward and took Brittany from him.

Kaleb instructed with a poker face, "I'll leave her to you. Remember to record the video and personally send it to me tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry, sir. We'll serve this lady well." After that, the strange man held the drunk and groaning Brittany and turned into the 'house of joy'.

Then.

"Kaleb, shouldn't we watch it?"

Kaleb looked at the rest mockingly. "Can you stand it?"

"I can handle it!"

"Just let us have a look. What if they don't do as you've requested?"

"That's right!"

Kaleb's irritation thinned after being pestered by them for such a long time. "If you lot want to watch, go ahead. But remember, stay away from the frame! If any of you appeared on the screen, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The next day.

When Brittany woke up, all she felt was soreness all over her body, as if she was pulled apart and reassembled. It was so painful that she wished she was dead!

Hang on, why was she there? What on earth happened last night?

Brittany tried her best to recall. She remembered that Kaleb had invited his buddies to dinner at home last night, and she accompanied them. After that, she felt unwell and went back to her room to sleep. After that, she could feel herself warming up as if she was being roasted on a pit of fire. Subconsciously, she tugged at her collar, trying to cool herself down.

Later on, she felt as if she had boarded a small boat, which swayed her around. She was uncomfortable from the rocking of the waves, but it also felt pleasant. She thought she was dreaming, so she let herself drift.

During that period, a few men's faces appeared before her. They enthusiastically paddled the oars as an invitation to sail her through the waves. She was attracted by their handsome faces and sculpted bodies that she could not help but get on together with them. On the way, she seemed to have been targeted by several monsters, which caused her to hide in the arms of the sailors in fear. In return, the sailors comforted her with even more gentleness and attentiveness.

Then, her memory came to a halting end.

Brittany lifted the blanket that was covering her body and found she was entirely covered in marks of passion. Her face turned pale in an instant. Boat? Waves? What nonsense! Something much more intimate had happened!

She had actually engaged in such an activity with so many men!

An odd taste welled up in Brittany's throat, and her delicate body, which was in a tired mess, trembled.

Memories would not lie. It kept reminding her that she was done for! Ruined!

"Ah!" Brittany cried out loud as she held her head in her hands, but there was no one in the room who could respond to her.

Ring!

When Fiona saw Brittany standing outside the door with her hair ruffled and clothes wrinkled, Fiona's eyes gleamed. "Brittany, you... you're

back?"

Holding back her desire to kill, Brittany glared at Fiona with fire in her eyes. She said through gritted teeth, "Open up!"

Brittany shouted furiously, "Kaleb! Ramsay! Why don't you admit what you've done?"

"Ridiculous!" Kaleb's expression turned icy. "Why will I admit something I didn't do?"

Brittany saw Fiona standing behind them from the corners of her eyes. Suddenly, she recalled memory and rushed to Fiona. Brittany held Fiona's hand and asked with agitation, "Aunt Fiona, tell me! Didn't they eat hotpot here last night? Kaleb even said that the noodles had run out, so he asked you to go to the market to buy them, right?"

Seeing that Fiona was avoiding her gaze, Brittany's heart missed a beat. She asked in a trembling voice, "Why don't you answer me? Please say something! Tell me everything you know!"

Sensing Kaleb's malicious glare, Fiona quickly lowered her head and answered in a low voice, "Brittany, you... misremembered. Your uncle... was out having dinner with his colleagues last night."

Kaleb chimed in, "That's right. After I came back from dinner, I realized you weren't home. I thought you were out with your friends. But I didn't expect you to not come back all night."

He was simply distorting the truth!

Brittany was choked with ire, close to spitting out blood. She clutched Fiona's hand so tightly as if she wanted to peel off her skin, questioning, "Fiona, he hits you and allows his mistress to insult you. Why are you still helping him?"

Fiona lowered her gaze and fell silent.

Brittany continued, "Are you afraid that he'll hit you? Don't be scared. I...I can protect you!"

Kaleb sneered from the side, thinking, "You can't even take care of yourself, so who are you to protect her?"

Fiona's hand was bruised black and red by Brittany. She squirmed and said, "Your uncle... is good to me. We... love... each other a lot."

"He treats you well? You two love each other?" Brittany shook off Fiona's hand as if she had gone mad. She then turned around and glowered at Kaleb. "What kind of drug did you feed Fiona to make her this loyal to you?"

Kaleb responded unhappily, "Brittany, we haven't seen each other for just one night. Why have you changed so much? Where are your manners? I'm your uncle, and she's your aunt. Do you think it's appropriate to address us by our first names only?"

Brittany retorted with utmost resentment, "Stop pretending! You knew I made a deal with Yancie! Isn't that right?"

Kaleb did not reply.

"You do know about it!" Brittany was aghast, suddenly understanding everything. She revelated, "And that was why you said you would support me to become the acting director. You had me living in a daydream and then pushed me into the abyss with your own hands. Good one, Kaleb Ramsay! I've underestimated you!"

Kaleb smiled, still saying nothing. He knew Brittany was wary of him, but did she not want to be the acting director? Making use of this matter to set her up was the easiest way to get her to fall into his trap.

Brittany then jabbed a finger at his face and shouted with hatred coursing through her blood, "Kaleb Ramsay, I'll make you pay for this!"