Derek didn’t waste a mont to wire the money to Allison. However, just after he was done, he saw a notification banner tagging him to an unknown video.
He tapped on the notification, and when his eyes fell on the video that had just been uploaded, he paled.
Olivia seed to have noticed his silence, so she nudged him to grab his attention. "What are you looking at?" She asked. However, he didn’t respond so she had no choice but to grab his phone to see what he’d been watching.
Just two seconds in, her hands turned weak and the phone slipped out and fell to the ground.
"You said she wouldn’t upload the video!!" She bellowed, nearly spitting saliva on Allison’s face while her face was scrunched up in anger and embarrassnt.
Allison was slightly surprised Natalie released the video even when the twenty minutes wasn’t up yet. Still, she was glad she did.
Allison rely shrugged, "I never said that. I only told her to release it after twenty minutes. Maybe it’s already past twenty minutes. You should have managed your ti better."
The two people couldn’t believe their ears. In their minds, they thought Allison wouldn’t upload the video. It’d been a week since she took it anyway. If she was interested in uploading it, she would’ve done so that sa week.
Which was why they wanted to get her to delete the video permanently by paying her. Despite all that effort, the video was still uploaded by...
"Listen to Allison, call Natalie and tell her to delete the video imdiately!!" Derek demanded, also spitting saliva like Olivia which made Allison wonder if it was their favorite hobby.
"Why should I? She only saved from the stress of doing it myself."
Olivia parted her lips to say sothing, but the voices of so college boys behind them stopped her.
"Isn’t it the sa Olivia we have here in this school? Isn’t she the one over there with Derek?" He pointed in their direction.
The other ones checked the video and nodded vigorously in agreent. "That’s right! She’s the one. I’ve always wanted to see that naked ass, now I have sothing to jerk off to tonight."
"Derek is the lucky one. First, it was Allison, now it’s Olivia! His dick never gets a rest."
"Scram!!" Derek barked and the two college boys imdiately did so. Turning to Allison, he said, "You’ve indeed grown wings since you started hanging out with Kace Wallace. And sohow, you managed to get that sex tape of yours deleted from my devices."
"I’m glad you’re catching on, Derek!" Allison clapped her hands together with a bright, mocking smile plastered on her lips. "If only I could do worse, I would. But then..." she trailed off, her eyes sweeping over the surroundings.
She noticed so students glancing between their phones and them, likely trying to confirm whether the two wild animals on their screens were the sa people standing before them. "I don’t want anything to do with you two," she added dismissively. "It’d just be a complete waste of my ti."
Loving the pale expression on both their faces, Allison strode out of their sight to go back to the cafeteria where Natalie was waiting for her, and they could only stare at her back without being about to move or do anything to stop her.
"So, do you like what I did?" Natalie asked with a goofy smile when she saw Allison approaching her.
"You did a good job!"
"You know what? I wanted to upload that video the mont you left with them, but then I decided to wait a while longer. How were their faces when they saw it? I bet they looked like people who had seen a ghost. They finally got what they deserved!!" Natalie jubilated, and Allison couldn’t help but chuckle at her friend.
She’d lost one good friend but was gifted with another—Natalie.
After they were done with their lunch, they went back to their afternoon classes.
When they were done, Allison was the first to leave before Natalie who had a program to attend at college.
Since Derek had wired thirty thousand dollars into Allison’s account for the video which was uploaded still, Allison was in a good mood, so she decided to go grocery shopping and make a al for her family.
When she stepped out of the gate, she saw a familiar middle-aged man, wearing a different set of clothes from the last one she saw him in. Although they still looked dirty.
Allison frowned deeply.
Without bothering to acknowledge the man, she turned away and left but the man pulled her back by the wrist.
"Don’t touch !!" She demanded.
"I’m still your father, Allison. You should know not to talk to like that," he reminded her through gritted teeth.
"Why not?" She questioned, yanking her wrist off his so they would no longer be in contact. "Have you forgotten all that I told you the last ti you showed your face to , or perhaps do you need to remind you?"
Mr. Quinn was short of words, his face etched with a mixture of disappointnt and anger all at the sa ti.
"I need your help!"
"I’ve told you several tis that I won’t help you. And stop texting !!"
For the past week, Mr. Quinn had been troubling Allison each day, reminding her to help him despite his last words after he left their house the other day.
Allison thought he wouldn’t show his face anymore, but here he was, asking for help she couldn’t provide.
"Have you beco so heartless?! You don’t even care about my well-being!" He accused.
Allison laughed as if she’d heard the funniest joke. "Care about your well-being? Don’t try to be funny now father?"
In a rage, Mr. Quinn grabbed Allison by her tightly, making her yelp in pain.
"I know you have the money! And you’re going to give it to , I have debts to pay," he demanded.
"Am I interrupting sothing?" They heard soone ask.
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