Chapter 2169: Evidence Unfolds
Chapter 2169: Evidence Unfolds
"Alright, alright, don't be angry anymore. The contract is already signed. If Summer doesn't want to act now, we really can't afford the penalty." In this world, many troubles stem from a lack of money.
"Rupert is just too easygoing. He's too kind and has always loved Summer. From childhood to now, he's treated her like a goddess, always holding her in the palm of his hand," Mrs. Brightwood sighed heavily. "If we want Summer to leave the industry, we need to change Rupert's mind first. After all, he is her husband."
Mr. Brightwood said, "Let's discuss this matter slowly later. Sometimes things can't be rushed."
Rupert would never let Summer leave the entertainment industry. It's a huge arena of fame and fortune, with countless people trying to break in. Even a minor star's income is incomparable to that of ordinary people.
As long as he could marry her successfully, Rupert decided to be the perfect husband and treat her as a money-making machine. Wouldn't that money come easily? She was now the leading actress, and it was said that the plot of this drama was quite good.
Rupert believed she would definitely become famous, and her value would skyrocket in the next project!
Back in his room, Rupert opened his phone set to silent mode. It was full of debt collection messages from one day ago, two days ago, three days ago... even longer.
There were messages sent once, twice, thrice... seven or eight times... some were texts, others were voice messages.
He had never opened them, directly ignoring them, so the notifications remained red.
It seemed he needed to buy another SIM card to avoid these messages again!
At night, in Summer's small apartment.
Agnes had just taken a bath. With her hair still slightly damp, she paced back and forth in her bedroom.
Her fingers lightly touched her pink lips as she pondered something.
The evening breeze blew through the window, rustling her skirt and unsettling her heart.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
At this moment in Agnes's mind, Rupert was already out of the picture. But should she tell her sister about Spencer being her first love's boyfriend?
If she told her sister, how would she react? What purpose would it serve?
Agnes couldn't hold it in any longer! Carrying such a big secret inside was driving her crazy! But being young and unable to gauge the consequences made her feeD conflicted and hesitant.
Her phone chimed with a message notification. She quickly snapped back to reality and grabbed her phone. It was a picture from Spencer.
She hurriedly unlocked and opened the message; numerous pictures were still coming in...
What on earth?
She scrolled to the top and opened the first image; it contained dirt on Rupert why he owed money and which institutions or individuals he owed money to.
Agnes felt like she had discovered a new world. Holding her phone, she sat down at her desk and took a sip of tea without taking her eyes off the screen.
"Oh my god..." As she read more and more information, Agnes was filled with disbelief. "He got involved with bad friends in his freshman year and started online gambling? GoDcaught in a scam?"
The images showed that he initially won some money and got hooked, then started betting big... eventually spiraling out of control.
There were many pictures and extensive information which Agnes read carefully.
Starting from his freshman year, detailed information about Rupert's entanglement with online gambling and subsequent debts unfolded before Agnes's eyes. As she read on, her heart tightened... This was terrifying!
And these pieces of evidence were highly credible, coming from institutions or individuals with official seals at the bottom.
It took Agnes half an hour to go through everything carefully.
Meanwhile, Spencer anxiously waited for her reply, fearing she hadn't seen it yet.
Spencer hoped that after reading everything, Agnes could talk with him about what to do next and how to make Summer accept and believe all this. Sometimes those involved can't see as clearly as outsiders do.