Chapter 680 Reaping What You Sow
“You didn’t know it was me?” Yara seethed as he grabbed him by his neck. “Martin Jackson, I kept pleading that you remove the tape on my mouth, but you didn’t. Instead, you tormented me the whole night!”
Yara was not a strong woman herself, but her hatred toward that man overtook her, so much so that her exquisite features contorted into a wicked-looking face like a witch.
Martin was surprised when she exerted her full force. “H-Hey! It’s Natalie’s fault! This has nothing to do with me,” he explained. “The woman who looked exactly like you reminded me over and over again yesterday to take extra precaution around you. She asked me to watch out for any attempt from you to sway me! That was why I thought you were trying to run away when you asked me to untape you. You can’t blame me for that! She’s the one who’s at fault here.”
“You already had me chained up. Does it make any difference to take off the tape?”
“I really didn’t do it on purpose! I swear! I will never think of doing something like this to you!”
Just as the two were trying to defend themselves, a series of footsteps approached from the outside.
A group of reporters barged in, and when they saw Yara on top of Martin, and that both of them were almost naked, they scrambled to take shots of the scene.
This would definitely make a sensational headline.
Since both Yara and Martin were usually high-profile in the community, it went without saying that the journalists knew who they were with just a glance, and they started showering them with questions.
“Ms. Yara, are you and Mr. Martin dating?”
“Ms. Yara, is this the reason why you quit showbiz all of a sudden and went back into the business at your dad’s company?”
“Mr. Martin!” another reporter shouted. “You’ve only dated models, influencers, and hostesses in the past. Does this mean you’re in a serious relationship with Ms. Yara this time?”
“Ms. Yara!”
The group of reporters tried to outshout each other to elicit an answer from Martin and Yara.
For Yara, this was the first time she found public attention bothersome.
She pulled a blanket over herself and shot them a death glare. “Get lost! All of you!”
Martin, knowing he had made a huge blunder, quickly put on his trousers and asked the journalists to leave. “Please, everyone. Give us some privacy.”
Now that the group of men had gotten what they came for, they hurried to leave before Martin could ask them to delete those photos.
Within the next ten minutes, photos of the two went viral.
Pharma Giant’s Heiress Falling Head Over Heels For A Playboy.
Playboy Of The Century Finally Settling Down.
A Marriage Between Dexmed Pharmaceutical And The Jacksons?
The story instantly shot to fame on social media under different headlines and became a lightning rod for attention and discussion. Many netizens joined the chatter and left comments.
“I really don’t understand what these rich kids are thinking!”
“Seriously, Yara Nichols? You can do better than this jerk.”
“Are you serious? She can do better! She’s obviously the slut here. Can’t you see she’s all naked? She’s one wild one.”
Yara sprang from the bed on an impulse and grabbed the paring knife on the coffee table.
She whipped her body around, charging toward Martin.
After all the humiliation he had put her through the night before, Yara was determined to kill him.
Martin shook his head and retreated as she encroached.
“Ms. Yara, you can’t kill me! At least not now! The reporters clearly saw both of us together. You’ll be the main suspect if anything happens to me! All eyes are on us right now. You’d better not do anything stupid!”
