Chapter 351 Clementine Is With Me
"And his name is Terrence wheeler, his father has invested the training center," Clementine whispered, explaining.
Noah stared at the black packaging box. It was clearly for a hidden camera, with words like "HD," "night vision," "security," and "privacy" plastered all over it. It looked like something you'd want to buy.
Terrence's face turned pale when he saw it.
"And a few days ago, he sent me some really creepy messages, but I didn't respond," Clementine said, pulling out her phone and showing the messages.
[Clementine, is it your first day at work? Where do you live? Want to grab dinner tonight?]
[Clementine, I've been following you. Didn't expect you to be staying at the Hilton these past few nights! That place isn't cheap. Are you being kept? Going straight to the hotel after work, huh? Are you that eager to get a room with your sugar daddy?]
[You're so pretty, you must be some rich guy's plaything! Who's keeping you? Are they richer than me? My dad's a shareholder at Ancient Style and Charm, and my family's worth millions. Is that enough to keep you?]
[Why aren't you replying to my messages? Be careful, I might follow you back to the hotel tonight.]
There were a lot of messages, and some were so vulgar that even Noah couldn't bear to read them.
"Well, the evidence is pretty clear. Got anything to say?" Noah handed the phone back to Clementine and glared at Terrence.
To Noah, Terrence was a total creep. Using a hidden camera to spy and following Clementine after work—what else could he be?
But Clementine was smart, secretly keeping the evidence and waiting for Noah to arrive.
"Evidence? What evidence?" Terrence scoffed. "If you're talking about those messages, at most, it's harassment. So what?"
"And that hidden camera box? It's not mine. If something on my desk makes it mine, then if you put ten thousand dollars on my desk, does that make it mine?"
"I don't know what's going on. Maybe someone framed me!"
"Clementine, maybe we should just drop this," a man came over to advise. "Terrence's dad is a shareholder in our training company. Offending him won't do you any good."
This man was the store manager and the highest authority here.
"Manager, how can we just drop this? Terrence spying on me is illegal. I can call the police!" Clementine was on the verge of tears. "We can't just let this go because his dad is a shareholder!"
"Clementine, I'm telling you for the last time, stop framing me!" Terrence shouted angrily at Clementine. "I think this whole thing is a setup by you! Those messages could have been sent using a fake base station with a number like mine!"
"As for the hidden camera, I bet you bought it yourself and put the box on my desk to frame me!"
Terrence then smirked. "I think you have a crush on me! If you like me, just say so. No need for these dirty tricks to get my attention. Well, I can let you go this time."
Terrence not only refused to admit it but also turned the tables, accusing Clementine of framing him.
Clementine was furious, her body shaking in anger.
Noah shook his head. Clementine would never frame Terrence. As for Terrence, he was so confident because his father was a shareholder, and no one at Ancient Style and Charm dared to offend him.
Noah didn't waste any more words. He stepped forward and grabbed Terrence by the collar with his right hand.
"What the hell are you doing?" Terrence's eyes widened in shock. "You dare touch me? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my dad is?"
"I don't give a damn about you or your dad. I only know one thing: if you do something wrong, you get punished. If you won't admit it, I'll beat it out of you!"
Noah smirked coldly and punched Terrence square in the face.
The punch was powerful, knocking Terrence to the ground. His head throbbed with pain, and he felt dizzy, with a constant ringing in his ears.
Terrence gasped, his face contorted in pain. He touched his face and found it swollen and burning.
"Damn it, you dare hit me! My dad is a shareholder!" Terrence cursed, trying to get up, but Noah kicked him down again.
"I don't care who your dad is! No one can protect you!" Noah kicked Terrence in the stomach, making him curl up in pain, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
"Clementine is with me, and you dare spy on her and follow her, you creep!" Noah kicked him again.
"I didn't!" Terrence screamed.
Hearing Noah say "Clementine is with me," Clementine blushed, a sense of security washing over her.
"Did you or didn't you?" Noah kicked again.
"I didn't!" Terrence gritted his teeth, his face twisted.
Noah kicked again. "Did you or didn't you?"
"I didn't! If you hit me again, my dad..."
Noah kept kicking.
"Yes! Yes!" Terrence finally broke down, crying out, "Yes, I spied and followed her. Stop kicking me, it hurts!"
Terrence wailed, feeling like his intestines were about to be kicked out.
"Explain everything," Noah said coldly.
"I bought the hidden cameras from the black market. I installed one in each changing room this morning. I sent the messages, and I followed her," Terrence said, trembling. He was terrified of Noah now.
He had thought he could use his dad's shareholder status to suppress Noah. But Noah was a brute, beating him until he confessed.
Hearing Terrence's words, some of the dance instructors' faces turned pale. Some of them had changed clothes completely, likely being seen by this pervert.
"Sometimes, violence is simpler. If you can use your fists, don't waste words," Noah said, clapping his hands and looking at Clementine. "What do you want to do with Terrence? Call the police?"
"Call the police. The evidence is clear. Let the police handle it," Clementine said, her heart still racing from Noah's earlier words.
"Who hit my son?!" A stern voice suddenly rang out.
A middle-aged man walked in, wearing a suit, sporting a large beer belly, and carrying a briefcase under his arm, his face full of anger.
"Dad!" Terrence's eyes lit up, and he scrambled towards the man.
This man was Terrence's father, Gabriel Wheeler.
"Dad, it was him!" Terrence pointed at Noah, his eyes red. "You have to stand up for me!"
"And her!" Terrence pointed at Clementine. "That bitch framed me, saying I spied on her and followed her!"
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