My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 381

Chuck handed his phone over to Frieda and she frowned, asking, "What are you doing? Did I say I want to look at your phone?"

Frieda hated this. What kind of rubbish mobile phone was that? Sure, Chuck was rich, but the phone he held in his hand right now looked ridiculously out of fashion. Couldn't he upgrade to a better one?

"This is such a cheap phone. Doesn't he think it's shameful to even use such garbage?" she thought.

When Frieda saw Chuck's mobile phone, she didn't even want to spare it a second glance.

"Just take a look," Chuck said as he pushed the phone toward her.

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Frieda had raised her hand in disgust and knocked Chuck's mobile phone to the ground.

The phone fell and the screen was cracked immediately upon impact. Chuck was angry and he yelled, "What the h*ll!"

Chuck picked up his phone and fixed an angry glare at Frieda.

"You should have bought a better version a long time ago. I can't believe you wanted me to look at it! Do you know how insulting that is to my eyes?" Frieda said arrogantly.

Usually, Frieda would never spare such lame phones another glance. If she came across such a phone on the ground, however, she would pick it up. Though, it wouldn't be to keep it for herself but to throw it into the trash can.

Chuck didn't bother trying to argue with her about the mobile phone as it was indeed worthless. He had been using it for more than two years now. He hadn't switched it out for a new one because he just couldn't be bothered.

"I want to show you a picture," Chuck said as he handed the device over to her once again. Frieda frowned at that and said in annoyance, "I don't want to look at it. What do you want to show me? Your bank account? Or, your ownership certificate? Do you think I've never seen those things? You don't have anything to show off!"

Chuck let out a sudden laugh at that. "You have a mole on your leg, right?" he asked with a bit of mockery.

Aaron had sent him a lot of interesting photos, and Chuck had looked through them several times. It could be said that he knew the details of Frieda's body pretty well.

"How did you know that? Did you peep at me?" Frieda accused. She was furious upon hearing his shameless question.

She usually wore a skirt, but the mole Chuck had mentioned was located higher up her thigh which was impossible for anyone else to notice. She thought that he must have been peeping at her. This man was shameless!

"Hey, hey, don't throw accusations like that around now. I wouldn't dream of peeping at you. It was just that photos were sent to me, here, have a look," Chuck said as he handed the phone over to Frieda.

Frieda angrily grabbed the phone and looked at it, irritated. She exclaimed, "I can't even see anything clearly on this garbage of a phone! I can't believe you're trying to show me dirty pictures like this, you really are a pervert!"

As she spoke, she was about to throw the phone at Chuck in anger when she suddenly caught a glance of a familiar face on the screen.

At this moment, Frieda looked as if she had been struck by lightning. She had turned rigid and froze all over.

"This is my photo... What's going on?" she thought in a panic. In the photo, her eyes were shut and she was asleep. The background indicated that it was taken at a hotel room... Hotel Luna!

Frieda's fury sparked all of a sudden and she shrieked, "Chuck, I didn't expect you to be so wicked. You took pictures of me while I was unconscious! You had even dared to take off my clothes, you..."

Frieda's eyes had turned red as she raged. For a moment, she wanted to commit murder because in these photos, she looked as though she had been played with like she was someone else's toy. She instantly burst into tears at that thought.

But she couldn't figure out when she was toyed with. She was sure that her virginity was still intact!

Frieda was about to smash the cell phone, but Chuck had already figured her next move and he snatched his phone back. Then, he saw that Frieda, who was usually the epitome of arrogance, suddenly burst into tears. He smiled slightly at that and said, "Don't misunderstand me. It wasn't me who took your photos."

"It wasn't you?" Frieda asked in disbelief, and she waved her fist to hit him. She was extremely ashamed and angry, but Chuck barely flinched at her weak punch.

"That day, I fainted and you sent me to your hotel. You were the one who had... who had... You deserve to die!" Frieda cried as she threw weak punches at him desperately.

Hearing this, Chuck smiled and questioned, "Are you a fool? Do you really think that you fainted? Who remains unconscious for a solid day from a mere faint?"

Suddenly, Frieda was stunned. She had actually thought about it, indeed, why had she fainted before? And for a long duration at that too. Nonetheless, her virginity was still intact, she knew that. That was why she didn't think that anything else had happened.

However, Chuck's sudden reminder made her wonder if she was actually drugged.

"How dare you drug me?" Frieda continued to cry as she beat him.

All traces of arrogance had gone from her face. She had completely broken down now.

"You're really dumb, aren't you? Do you not know what you consume before falling unconscious?" Chuck asked in disdain. "What's with this idiot?" he thought.

Frieda stopped crying as she tried to recall the day of the incident. She had dinner with Aaron, but she clearly remembered that he ate the same thing as she did so there must be no problem with the food. Frieda was then struck by a memory of Aaron giving her a bottle of water. She had felt a bit uncomfortable after drinking it and then, she couldn't remember anything else after that.

"Had Aaron drugged me?" she thought.

Frieda was startled into a scream. She now realized in her head, "It was Aaron!"

He had actually treated her well. She thought back on how Aaron had tried to contact her just now. "What else does he want to do with me?" she thought with a shiver.

"It was Aaron!" she exclaimed her realisation loudly.

"Oh, so you've figured it out?" Chuck inquired with a smile.

"Were you the one who took these photos?" Frieda demanded. Her eyes looked bloodshot.

"I'm not that sort of person. It was Aaron, he shared these photos with me," Chuck replied with a shrug. He thought this was going rather swimmingly. He had gotten to see Frieda reduced to tears, and he felt good about it.

"He shared them with you? How many did he share?" Frieda panicked and she asked. If this were to be released onto social media, how could she stand to look anyone in the eye?

"How would I know? He's was just showing off that he had messed with you," Chuck answered.

"Ah!!" Frieda let out a cry of frustration and burst into more tears. She had fallen into Aaron's trap. However, she knew that she was still untouched and a virgin. Did that mean Aaron hadn't been able to have his way with her? So, he decided to take photos of her instead?

Frieda's emotions were all over the place. Chuck felt that it was time to leave her alone in her misery. He had to keep these photos well. As long as Frieda showed her face in front of him, he would show them to her and render her speechless.

"Don't leave, delete those photos right now!" Frieda demanded, her grip tightening on Chuck's arm. She couldn't let him keep these photos of her for him to look at them whenever he pleased. This was just too much!

"You better watch it, I'll share the photos with other people if you come at me again," Chuck threatened with a frightening chuckle.

He felt that he had turned a bit perverted all of a sudden. However, he didn't think it was his fault. If Frieda hadn't provoked him every time they met, he would've just let it be. He wouldn't even have bothered to speak to someone like her.

Frieda let out a frustrated yell, sat on the ground and wept.

Chuck's threatening smile annoyed her, she really wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it at this point.

Chuck decided it was time to go to class. As he started to walk away, Frieda got up and grabbed him. "Chuck, look, I'm sorry, I don't want you to like me anymore. Could you please delete those photos? I'm begging you," she continued to plead.

Frieda cried bitterly as she begged. "What if Chuck uses those photos to threaten me? What if he threatened me to have his way with me?" she thought frantically.

"No," Chuck rejected and ignored her. He had achieved his purpose. As long as Frieda stopped appearing before him, Chuck would not share those photos. After all, he had also thought about doing the same thing with Lara before. However, he had decided against it.

"No, please," Frieda cried. "Don't do this to me, please don't," she continued to wail.

"Let go of me," Chuck demanded and struggled to get her grip off. Frieda fell on the ground hard as he had managed to dislodge his arm.

As he walked to the classroom, Frieda was left alone, sitting on the ground. She was desperate, and she felt hopeless. Soon, however, her eyes narrowed into a cold glare and she swore, "Aaron Dawson. Chuck Cannon. How dare you play me like this! I will make you both pay dearly for what you've done!"

After that, she got up and wiped away her tears. Staring at Chuck's retreating back, she decided to run after him.

When Chuck finally reached the classroom, no one dared to converse with him in the class. They all just looked at him.

Chuck felt at ease now. "These people had to be dealt with violence to be complacent!" he thought.

Just as he sat down, Frieda came barging in, attracting everyone's gaze. She then walked up towards Chuck.

The whole class was shocked to see this as they thought, "Frieda, the new campus belle, had actually come to find Chuck again? Money really can make anything possible!"

Chuck simply looked at her dully. Was this woman really that desperate for everyone else to see those photos? If she started speaking nonsense again, she would get her wish. But to Chuck's surprise, Frieda had approached him with a smile as she got closer, she was planning to give him a kiss.

Chuck frowned and stepped back hurriedly.

This action made the boys in class envious. How could he refuse a kiss from a beauty like Frieda?

"Wow, Chuck's awesome!" some of them thought.

Frieda's heart was now full of resentment. She smiled and continued to pursue Chuck, insistent lips puckered. Chuck kept at his retreat and yelled, "What are you doing? Go away!"

The whole class was in shock and they gasped, "What? Did Chuck just tell the campus belle to get lost? My God!"

Nonetheless, what shocked them even more was that Frieda had actually listened to Chuck. She had actually stopped her advances and left. For a brief moment, the class was utterly silent.

Was this all an illusion? How could Frieda be so submissive?

Chuck sat down after that. "You're all disturbing my study," he muttered plainly.