He Said Eating Shrimp Causes Infertility Then Told Me To Serve Him Like A Wife Chapter 04

He Said Eating Shrimp Causes Infertility Then Told Me To Serve Him Like A Wife Chapter 04

I looked at him suspiciously. “Derek, you’re still lying about something like this?”

“Aren’t you afraid Madison will come back and settle the score with you?”

Linda planted her hands on her hips, looking outrageously proud. “He isn’t lying. If you don’t

believe him, Derek, show Evelyn the proof.”

“She won’t believe it until the proof is shoved in her face.”‘

Derek did not disappoint the crowd.

Moving slowly and deliberately, he took out his phone, opened his photo album, and pulled up a

picture before shoving it toward my face.

The person in the picture was Madison.

She and Derek were standing together with their arms linked, and Madison was even leaning her head lightly against Derek’s shoulder.

But that was impossible.

Madison did not know Derek at all.

“This is fake. It’s AI-generated.”‘

AI-generated photos and videos were now realistic enough to fool people, so it was not surprising that something like this could exist.

I said it before I could stop myself.

I expected Derek to panic.

Instead, he smiled faintly. “Evelyn, it’s fine if you don’t want to admit it. I have other evidence. I

have other witnesses too.”

“You don’t believe the picture of me and Madison. What about a video of me with Mr. Blake?”

As he spoke, he found another video.

In the footage, Madison’s father, Richard Blake, sat upright on a couch.

Madison was seated to his left, and Derek sat to his right.

…

“Do you believe me now? Still don’t?”

He dialed a number, and when Richard’s voice came from the other end, my heart sank.

The coworkers who had been silent finally turned all their anger on me.

“That really was Mr. Blake. I had no idea Derek had connections like that.”

“‘Thank God Derek had proof. Otherwise, we would’ve been fooled by this brat.”

“Evelyn, hurry up and apologize to him.”

“With Derek’s status, you’re the one reaching above your league. Do you even know that?”

Nervously, I took several steps back.

My mind was full of those photos and that video.

But how was any of this possible?

Madison and I had grown up together.

We had been childhood best friends.

I had met all the relatives and friends around her.

I had never heard of anyone named Derek Walsh.

But the voice on the phone had truly belonged to Richard.

And the phone number had indeed been his.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

I knew something was wrong, but I could not figure out what.

Seeing my confidence falter, Derek became even more arrogant.

He pinched my chin. “Just do what I tell you, and everything will be fine.”

“What exactly are you arranging?” A familiar voice rang out.

My world spun. “Madison. You’re finally back.”‘

Derek immediately let go of me, a flicker of fear and embarrassment crossing his face.

I took the chance to break free.

Everyone else instinctively backed up.

“Madison, is Derek Walsh your cousin?”

Madison froze.

She followed my gaze and looked over. “Isn’t this that brain-dead coworker from yesterday?”

“Didn’t I already tell HR to fire him? Where the hell is HR? Disappear?”