Chapter 153
Peter smirked, "Not trying to do anything. Isn't the Moore family rich? Money can solve all problems, you know?"
Peter's intentions were clear and direct; he was after money. If it weren't for money, he wouldn't have been kicked out of the Moore manor multiple times, suffering such humiliation.
"No matter how rich the Moore family is, we won't give money to scum like you!" Mia snorted, picked up the camera on the bed, and smashed it to the ground, thinking that if it was broken, it would be gone.
"Do you think everyone is as stupid as you? I have backups of all these things!" Peter's face suddenly loomed large in Mia's eyes, and she seemed to understand why Calliope didn't want her to bring Peter home.
"Call the Moore manor and get the money to redeem it, or tomorrow I'll make these public and ruin your reputation!"
At the Moore manor, in front of Sylvester's villa, the lights were bright, making it look like there was a celebration to those who didn't know better.
But the scene was very serious. Calliope stood on the steps, looking at all the servants and the butler, her brows furrowed.
Although Calliope suspected that Lucas was behind this, she still had to put on a show to let Lucas see.
Calliope nodded to the butler, who took a step forward and looked at the others, saying sternly, "Whoever entered Mrs. Moore's room today, step forward voluntarily."
"I went in."
"Butler, I also went in. I helped clean Mrs. Moore's room."
Two servants stepped forward one after the other, both bowing their heads nervously, not knowing what had happened.
Calliope frowned, thinking these two didn't have the guts.
"Do you two recognize this voice recorder?" Calliope took the voice recorder from Jenny and showed it to the two, knowing full well that this brand of voice recorder was very expensive, something people of their working-class status couldn't afford.
As soon as the voice recorder was taken out, all the servants craned their necks to get a look.
The two servants turned the voice recorder over and over, but both shook their heads, "Never seen it." Such a high-end item, they couldn't afford it in their lifetime, let alone have seen it.
The butler frowned and said to Calliope, "Mrs. Moore, I also had today's video footage checked, and no suspicious people were seen, except for one thing..."
"What?" Calliope interrupted before the butler could finish, her expression becoming tense.
The butler continued, "Except the camera at the entrance of your villa was covered with cloth."
"Covered?" Calliope was shocked. The camera was installed very high up, how could it be covered? Unless someone entered the rooftop from inside the villa to reach it.
This person, she was sure, was very familiar with the Moore manor and was a very cunning individual!
Calliope planned to go upstairs to investigate. Just as she was about to go up, the phone in the living room rang.
The butler quickly walked over to answer the phone, his face changing dramatically, "Mrs. Moore, it's Miss Moore on the phone."
Calliope walked over to answer the phone, and before she could speak, she heard a shout from the other side, "Calliope, help me!"
What kind of trick is she playing now? Calliope frowned. When had Mia ever asked her for help? Could there be a problem?
"Butler, handle whatever it is," Calliope said urgently, heading upstairs. The recent paranormal events had driven her to the brink of madness, leaving her no mind to deal with Mia's issues.
The butler was a bit troubled but still took the phone, listening to Mia's heart-wrenching cries, looking helplessly at Calliope.
Calliope sighed and took the phone again, but the voice on the other end had changed.
"Hello, is this the Moore manor?"
When Calliope answered the phone, the voice had already changed. Calliope frowned, "Who are you, and what do you want?"
"Mia is with me now. If you don't want her reputation ruined, bring money to save her!" Peter said over the phone.
At the hotel, Mia's clothes were torn and barely covered her body. She looked at Peter with eyes full of fear.
"So, Mia, your reputation now depends on her. You were so disrespectful to her during the day. Do you think she'll come to save you?"
"You bastard! Let me go! When my dad comes back, he'll make you pay!" Mia's heart-wrenching voice was still defiant despite the situation.
Calliope heard a crisp slap over the phone, followed by Mia's scream, thinking it might not be a bluff and something serious might have happened.
She nervously asked, "Who are you? What do you want?"
"I don't want anything, just some money." Peter spat at Mia, exuding a rogue aura.
"How much?" Calliope asked.
"One million dollars! SK International Hotel. I'll tell you the room number when you get downstairs."
Peter hung up the phone directly. After discussing with the butler, Calliope decided to go and see for herself.
Downstairs at the SK International Hotel, Calliope had the driver and bodyguards wait downstairs and followed Peter's instructions to the room.
As soon as she entered, she saw several men holding Mia down on her knees. Mia's face was already tear-streaked. The pampered socialite had never suffered such a fate.
When Mia saw Calliope come in, she looked like she had seen a lifeline, her face even more pitiful, "Calliope, save me. They took indecent photos and videos of me."
Peter looked at Mia's pregnant belly. Yesterday, she had arrogantly had the bodyguards throw him out. Now he was in charge. He spat and looked at Calliope with a sideways glance, "Did you bring the money?"
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