Irene Spencer’s heart felt cold.
"I’m Irene."
The voice of Kris Cooper on the other side of the phone turned cold.
"You still have the audacity to call ?"
"I..." Irene Spencer clenched her teeth and softened her voice. "I... I just wanted to apologize to you and hope that this incident hasn’t caused any trouble for you and Vera. I honestly didn’t know you were also staying at that hotel, and I didn’t say all that. Those were journalists twisting my words, you know how they are."
"Finished? I’m hanging up now."
"Kris!" Irene Spencer urgently called out to him. "There is sothing else I wanted to talk to you about in person."
The man’s tone was extrely cold. "There’s no need for us to et."
"I know you must hate right now. Yes, I’ve made so stupid mistakes that have indeed affected you. I’m at fault here. But all that is in the past now. I’ve bought a house in Switzerland and plan to leave the entertainnt industry in a few days." Irene Spencer reached out and touched a grape leaf. "I have sothing to tell you. It’s about...Nathan Leafcastle."
On the other end of the phone, Kris Cooper, who had been ready to hang up, brought the phone back to his ear upon hearing Nathan Leafcastle’s na.
"Nathan Leafcastle?"
"He ca looking for , and he arranged the hotel this ti."
"And then?"
"It’s not safe to speak over the phone. From what I know, he’s preparing to go against you in secret. I know you won’t believe , but I’ll send you so information soon." Irene Spencer took a deep breath. "At Clover Clubhouse, room 906, I’ll be waiting for you, whether you co or not."
After she spoke, she hung up the phone and found a few photos on her phone to send to Kris Cooper.
Gazing at the photos on the screen, a slow smile crept onto Irene Spencer’s face.
"Kris, I know, you will definitely co!"
Just as she finished speaking, water sprayed all around her, the cold water dousing her head, face, and body.
"Ah!"
Irene Spencer scread, covering her face in panic and turning to run off.
From all sides, multiple water pipes sprayed, soaking her completely in no ti.
Outside the vineyard, Ria Chapman and the others held up their phones, filming her embarrassnt and laughing heartily.
"It was you!" Seeing Ria Chapman outside, Irene Spencer trembled with rage. "Why... why are you doing this to ?"
"Why?" Ria Chapman passed the phone to her companion. "Because you deserved it! Everyone, take more pictures. Miss Irene’s drenched look is indeed a rare sight!"
"Ha!"
The crowd laughed harder and kept snapping pictures of her with their phones.
"Stop filming!"
Irene Spencer was so angry she hopped, rushing towards one of the girls to snatch her phone. She lost her footing in her high heels and took a spectacular tumble.
Initially just soaked, she was now covered in mud!
The laughter grew louder. Irene Spencer struggled to get up from the ground and pointed a muddy finger at Ria Chapman.
"You... listen here, Ria Chapman. I’m not letting this go! I... I’m telling your father! And you all too, if you dare to post those photos, I’ll sue you!"
"Then go ahead and sue us!" one of the girls snickered. "I’m ready for my breakout mont!"
"You all..."
Irene Spencer was so enraged she was speechless. She could only hobble off, holding up her skirt.
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