319Chapter 322: Vivian Walters’ Doomed Start

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Due to infection and allergies, Vivian Walters’ skin had lost its previous smooth and fair complexion.

Her once palm-sized face was now covered in pitted, swollen pus-filled bumps.

She cursed at Lily Gray while watching TV.

Little did she know, from an outsider’s perspective,

with her face covered in pus and her expression twisted, she looked like a witch from a horror movie.

As she vented her anger, at that moment, her phone rang.

Seeing the incoming call on her cell phone screen, Vivian Walters’ first reaction was to hang up.

But then she remembered,

last time she hung up on them,

the caller immediately raised the price and she had to pay an additional seventy-five thousand dollars to keep them quiet.

In the end, she reluctantly picked up the call.

“Hello, what do you want now?” Vivian tried to control her tone, but still, it was laced with impatience.

This Star Entertainment paparazzo had always honored their agreement after their initial collaboration.

But this time, it seemed as if he saw her downfall and took advantage of it.

The first time she bought Lily Gray’s photos, it cost her four hundred fifty thousand dollars.

After that, he called her twice, threatening to expose her for secretly plotting against Lily Gray if she didn’t pay him hush money.

Out of desperation, Vivian then gave him twenty thousand and thirty thousand dollars in bribes.

Who would have thought; this paparazzo was insatiable. After extorting her twice, he started targeting her again recently.

On the other end of the phone, the paparazzo’s casual voice rang out.

“Miss Walters, I’m in a bind right now. 1 need your help. Transfer me seventy-five thousand dollars before the bank closes tomorrow.”

He said this as if he had every right to expect Vivian Walters to be his personal ATM.

“You must be dreaming!”

At this moment, Vivian was insanely angry. Why was Lily Gray always receiving help in handling messy situations,

while she was threatened by scum reporters like this?

“Last time I gave you thirty thousand dollars, we agreed that was the last time 1 would pay you hush money. We’re settled on that. 1 need the money myself and don’t have any extra to give you!”

Her face was practically ruined, and to remove the injected substance and undergo reconstruction surgery, it would take at least four hundred fifty thousand dollars.

Now without endorsements, work, or even a man… she had to foot all her expenses from her own savings.

She had already sold one of her two properties, but at this rate of being extorted, even ten properties wouldn’t be enough with his greed.

“Miss Walters, let’s not put it so harshly. After all, aren’t we partners? If you don’t help me, I have plenty of unreleased recordings. Tell me, if I were to leak them to a magazine agency or Redington’s company, wouldn’t they pay a high price for them?”

This Star Entertainment paparazzo had been incredibly unlucky lately.

Not only was he fired by his company, but he was also deep in debt due to his gambling addiction.

If he couldn’t extort money from Vivian Walters, he would definitely betray her.

“You…” Vivian Walters was enraged, never expecting to get stuck with a leech like him.

She wanted to hang up the phone but worried he would gamble everything on exposing her secrets.

Now there were finally some online netizens who supported her; she couldn’t squander this last chance to turn things around.

“Fine! Remember, this is the last time. Once I give you these seventy-five thousand dollars, we’re squared!”

*

After hanging up the phone, Vivian Walters couldn’t help but feel resentful.

A sudden idea flashed through her mind.

That’s it!

Instead of giving him another seventy-five thousand dollars, why not use that money to take his life?

Right.

Arrange a hit!

Only a dead person can never betray her!