Hollywood What If

Chapter 409

Harold had his reasons why he decided to work with Elizabeth a few years ago.

'Keep your enemies close.'

He had heard this saying many times and understood its meaning. After years of observing Elizabeth's ways, Harold built up a good amount of information against the woman.

First, Elizabeth formed connections through her ethnicity. If that didn't work, she didn't mind using her body.

Yes, Elizabeth used her body. It might be more precise to say that she was prostituting herself, though she wasn't openly showing it like that.

She just had sex with powerful men in the industry to maintain their status.

Most of the men she had sex with had connections to the projects that Mara worked on. This was Elizabeth's way to make sure Mara would have it easy.

Besides, Elizabeth was having fun doing it. She liked it when men became horny toward her, it gave her power.

'Elizabeth is right, prostituting herself is not her weakness. She's even proud of it…'

Harold recalled when Elizabeth almost seduced him. Thank God Harold's rationality overpowered his dick, or else he might've lost everything.

Elizabeth was a dangerous woman. She was manipulative.

Since Elizabeth had no intention of opening the envelope, Harold decided to do it himself.

He first handed a certain picture to Elizabeth.

"This is you and the production manager of Universal Pictures going to a hotel. This one is you getting into the car of a shareholder from Walt Disney. This one's with the director, and this one's with the general manager of--"

"You don't have to show them one by one. It doesn't matter," Elizabeth giggled.

"It does matter. What I'm trying to say is that we used these pictures to blackmail these people and blamed it on you. After all, I know that you also gathered your own evidence while having sex with them."

"..." Elizabeth maintained her smile.

"Elizabeth, I know you're a smart person. You gathered quite a lot of evidence to blackmail them. I just started earlier than you. These people will cut contact with you... I'm one hundred percent sure they are looking for you right now."

"Wow, you got me, huh? I guess I just have to spread that information, since they are useless anyway."

"Your backers won't protect you. I made sure."

"Harold, the blackmail you have is not enough to scare me. They're just a bunch of pictures of me having sex with them. None of them are stupid enough to send a killer or assassin to silence me. Because the information I have is also not crucial. I just saved some sex tapes against them."

"That's right. But that's not my intention anyway. I just want to isolate you. To make sure that no one will protect you."

Harold nodded. Killing a person wasn't that simple, those old rich farts knew what not to do. At most, they would just stop communicating with Elizabeth, but that was enough.

"So you're saying you have more evidence against me?"

"Not quite. I've studied you for a long time, and I realized that you are faultless overall. Having sex with different people is not a crime anyway."

"That's right."

"But Mara is different."

"..."

"Here is a picture of Mara using crystal meth—"

Elizabeth quickly grabbed the picture and tore it to pieces.

Harold was stunned. This was the first time he had seen the woman act like this. Elizabeth was always calm.

Elizabeth glared at Harold.

"Don't you dare say her name in this conversation." Her voice was low, and Harold actually felt a bit scared.

Elizabeth was not acting like herself.

Harold controlled his emotions and continued the conversation.

He was right. Elizabeth's weakness was Mara. She was a strong woman with no weakness, except for her daughter. That's why Harold started looking for Mara's weakness that he could use against Elizabeth. ℝàꞐố₿ÊＳ

Unlike Elizabeth, Mara was still young and had done some illegal stuff.

"It's not just pictures. We also have video evidence to support it. I'm surprised. You managed to maintain Mara's purity, but you didn't know that she is addicted to drugs. Well, you also used drugs, so I guess it's not surprising."

"I told you to shut up."

Elizabeth started breathing heavily. She was glaring daggers at Harold.

"Not only that... I also have another thing to show you."

It was a DNA test. When Elizabeth read the contents, her pupils trembled. She then looked at Harold.

"That DNA test proves that Mara is not Mr. Thomson's daughter."

Mr. Thomson was Elizabeth's second husband, whom she also divorced after she got tired… Mara and Mr. Thomson had a great relationship, and Mara loved her father. Elizabeth didn't stop Mara from meeting her father every week.

However, only Elizabeth knew the truth… Mara and Mr. Thomson were not blood-related.

"H- How did you know?"

If Mara found out that her father was not actually her biological father, then she would be devastated.

Obviously, she would blame her mother, because Elizabeth was the one who knew the truth.

There was one thing Elizabeth didn't want to happen. She didn't want Mara to hate her.

If Mara found out the truth, then Elizabeth would lose her. Elizabeth would lose everything.

Mara would stop loving her mother, and that would kill Elizabeth.

"It took a long time for us to get Mr. Thomson's sample. I even had to meet the guy at a party to get his saliva from a wineglass just to get it. Elizabeth, you are a deceiving person. You created so many lies that I thought even your daughter was made of falsehood. That was the clue I got and I decided to follow through. In the end, I found proof that Mr. Thomson is not Mara's father."

Elizabeth crumpled the DNA test and looked down.

"...What do you want?"

She would rather die than see her daughter hate her.

"Leave this country and never return. You have no backers anyway. All of the connections you formed are useless now that they know how wicked you are. You're rich, you can live in other countries without any problem."

Honestly, Harold didn't give a fuck where she wanted to live. As long as she was far from Kazir, Harold didn't give a fuck.