Pampered by the Demon - Chapter 115

As far as Scarlett knew, Wendy was a woman with a messy private life. She would be exposed when she did such a lot of disgusting things. It only depended on the time that she was exposed.

But why did Miffy say that it was planned behind the scenes?

“It isn’t strange. Look at the Twitter bloggers. They all reposted this matter. It’s so influential. If no one was behind it, how could there be such a public opinion? Wendy is in a terrible situation now. She can’t marry a good person.”

Miffy was concerned about Scarlett being bullied by Wendy. She was gossiping about what happened to Wendy.

“All right. I remember that Lucifer’s wife was awesome. It is said that the background of her mother’s family is related to the underground. Wendy will be miserable in the future. She might be chased by his wife wherever she goes.”

After chatting with Miffy for a while, Scarlett hung up the phone.

She picked up the snack and took a bite. Suddenly, her back went cold.

Wendy once angrily threatened herself to let her go home, or else the photos of her and Richard would be sent to the major media.

Now, what was exposed were the dirty photos of Wendy!

If she had returned home at that time, would the woman in the photos who was with an old man have become her?

A chill ran through her heart. It turned out that the old man was Lucifer.

Her father pushed Wendy out without hesitation for some benefits. Looking at the way Wendy looked in the photos, she might have been drugged.

Lucifer was not a good person.

If she had returned home, what would happen to her?

Scarlett shuddered.

This time, with Mike protecting her, she escaped from such a matter. The victim became Wendy.

Thinking of Mike, Scarlett hesitated for a moment before calling him.

“Mike, have you seen the news?” The call went through very quickly.

“There’s so much news, which one do you mean?”

He thought, ‘My little wildcat, you can’t hold back any longer, right? Let me see if you dare to cold war with me in the future.’

He was in a good mood now. He put down his work and turned the pen with his fingers.

“The one about Wendy…”

“I accidentally took a few glances…” Mike paused for a moment. “It’s disgusting.”

He said indifferently. He had the same attitude towards people other than Scarlett.

“I want to know if you did it.”

Scarlett asked tentatively.

After all, if someone exposed such photos, regardless of the identities of Lucifer and Wendy, he must have backgrounds.

Mike paused for a moment before giving a plausible answer, “I didn’t drug her.”

However, he kept it a secret that whether he manipulated public opinion or not.

“Mike.”

“What?”

“Tell me, if I return home, will the woman in the photos become me?”

There was no answer, but Scarlett heard something was snapped.

Mike shattered the pen with his bare hands because of her hypothesis.

“The medicine was given by that old man?” Scarlett asked.

“Yes.”

“Were you the one who exposed the photos and the distribution?” She wanted to make it out.

“What is the difference for me to do it or not?”

Mike’s voice was a little cold.

“It doesn’t matter if you didn’t do it. If you did it…” Scarlett paused.

Mike put down his pen and tightly pursed his lips.

He had long been a person in the darkness, and he did not want to hide from her what kind of person he was.

Whether she accepted it or not, she must belong to him. No matter what happened, he had to keep her by his side.

Scarlett fell silent for a few seconds. To Mike, it was like the long Judgment Day.

Finally, she gently opened her thin lips. A voice even more beautiful than the sound of nature came from her.

She said, “Whether it’s you or not, we’ll all have a soup tonight. Come back early, I’ll make you some soup and your favorite dessert.”

Mike was stunned for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth curled up.

He almost forgot that she was not a woman with Marie Sue’s feelings.

She was not so stupid as to be unable to tell who was good to her and who was harming her.

Therefore, she looked on coldly at Wendy’s encounter, not even sympathizing with her.

Scarlett was not so kind.

But she was perfect for him.

Wendy’s photos occupied the headlines of the media in the following week.

It went as Mike’s words. He once said, “Look at the azure sky. From now on, your life will become extremely miserable. You will never have the mood to look at the blue sky.”

There were paparazzi following her when she went out, and she would be photographed wherever she went.

The most terrifying thing was Lucifer’s wife, an old and fat woman, was chasing after her with a group of thugs.

Everywhere Wendy went, people were chasing after her. What was even stranger was that the pervasive media could always take pictures of her being beaten up by Lucifer’s wife.

As for whether it was someone who sent the message or she had bad luck, only God knew.

Wendy and Lucifer’s wife had contributed a lot of topics to the recent entertainment edition. Scarlett sometimes had a look at it when she was idle and bored.

Mike was originally worried that she would not adapt to his methods. He even made some extreme preparations.

But reality proved that Scarlett adapted better than him. Occasionally, flipping through Wendy’s unlucky photos, she would sigh.

“Wendy is also considered as an old stager who has experienced much. Why does she have so poor positions? Look, there are only two positions in so many photos!”

Mike was writing the signature. His hand shook when he heard her words. The last signature was clearly not as good as before.

“An old stager?” He wondered that why didn’t he understand her meaning.

Scarlett sighed, “There is a generation gap with three years. There’s a gap between you and me!”

Mike, who had been run over by her, was not annoyed. He just looked at her chest leisurely, sighed, and shook his head.

“The ditch is a little shallow.”

Scarlett followed his gaze and lowered her head. Then she protested in dissatisfaction.

“How shallow is it?” It was at least a B cup.

Mike didn’t say anything, but his disgusting gaze was more lethal than any other language.

Regardless of how the Lauren family was, Scarlett was very happy.

However, there were times when she was troubled.

After having a meal, Mike, who was in a good mood, hooked his hand. Scarlett looked at the way he was spreading his computer and instantly felt an ache.

If it went as she expected.

“Can I not learn it?”

She regretted being so curious about how he made these things.

Now that Mike was addicted to it, he grabbed her every day after dinner and forcefully instilled it in her.

One could imagine how brutal the process of teaching a liberal arts student to know simple procedures was.

“If you don’t want to learn it, you can…” Mike casually typed a few times on the keyboard.

Scarlett was overjoyed.

“Thank you for showing mercy to me! I’m going to watch a TV show now!”

The happiness didn’t last for two seconds when she heard Mike talking to himself.

He said, “The salary of next month…”

Scarlett’s smile froze as she stared angrily at him.

“Mike, are you done? I don’t want to be a programmer, and I don’t want to be a programmer Kong like you….”