Free Web NovelChapter 76: Chapter 76: Directly Forcing Her to Drink
Peach looked frantic. "Host, please, tell me."
Renee Jennings said slowly, "You don’t have any evidence right now. If you confront Skye directly, she won’t just deny it—she’ll claim you’re falsely accusing her."
Peach nodded in agreement. "She definitely would."
Renee Jennings continued, "Plus, her boyfriend and his friend are probably waiting nearby."
[She makes it sound so real!]
[Can people just livestream anything these days?]
Panic and terror washed over Peach’s face as she listened to Renee Jennings. "So what should I do now?"
Renee Jennings said, "Play along. Do you have a camera in your room? Get it into position, private message me your address, and I’ll call the police for you."
"The police?" A flicker of hesitation crossed Peach’s eyes.
Renee Jennings noted her expression and said coolly, "That’s right. Think it through."
Seeing Peach hesitate, the livestream viewers grew anxious.
[Seriously? You’re hesitating over this? Your best friend is about to sell you for cash!]
[Does the script really have to be this dramatic???]
Wally was so anxious he started barking, "Peach, being kind to others is just being cruel to yourself!"
Peach took a deep breath, met Renee Jennings’s bright gaze, and said with determination, "I’ll do what you say, Host. I’m sending you the address right now."
Hearing this, the tension in Renee Jennings’s body finally eased.
A small smile touched her lips. "Good."
Peach sent the address to Renee Jennings. The very next second, there was a knock on the bathroom door.
"Peach, are you done in there?" Skye called from outside.
Peach answered warily, "Almost. I’ve got an upset stomach."
A flash of impatience crossed Skye’s face. "Well, hurry up. I’ll be waiting."
"Okay." Peach took a deep breath, slipped out of the bathroom, and adjusted her security camera and phone.
When she returned to the living room, Skye had already poured two beers.
"Hurry, hurry!" Skye beckoned to her. "Tonight, we’re drinking till we drop."
Peach pressed her lips together and sat stiffly on the rug in front of the sofa. ’Thank God I can hold my liquor,’ she thought, relieved.
After half a glass of beer, Skye began her performance. "He said he had something to tell me today. I thought he was going to propose, but instead... he broke up with me..."
She raised her glass, her voice thick with unshed tears. "Peach, tell me, where did I go wrong? Why would Jude Redmond break up with me? Come on, let’s drink!"
She insisted on clinking glasses with Peach after every sentence, but she only ever took a tiny sip herself—a detail not lost on the livestream viewers.
[Damn, Peach has downed several glasses already, and Skye’s is still full.]
[They picked a great actress. Flawless performance, 10/10.]
Peach was starting to feel buzzed. She hadn’t received Renee Jennings’s signal yet, and a knot of anxiety tightened in her stomach.
Just as she was wondering if she should make an excuse to go to the bathroom and check in with Renee Jennings, a clear, pleasant voice sounded in her earpiece.
"Peach."
Peach’s heart hammered in her chest. She whispered back, "I’m here."
Renee Jennings’s voice was calm and steady. "Don’t be afraid. The police have entered your apartment complex. You can begin now."
At her words, Peach’s frantic heart suddenly grew still and steady.
"Okay," she answered softly. Facing Skye, who was still trying to get her to drink, she waved her hand. "I can’t, no more. I’ll throw up if I have another drop."
"Then you can just puke and keep drinking! I’m the one with the broken heart today; don’t be such a buzzkill." Skye shoved the glass right to Peach’s lips. "Drink."
[Whoa, she’s straight up force-feeding her booze now?]
[This Skye is playing the part of the evil side character way too convincingly!]
As Skye forced the alcohol on her, Peach was incredibly grateful she’d chosen to follow Renee Jennings’s advice.
She went limp, slumping against Skye.
"Peach?" Skye gave her a test-nudge. "Come on, Peach, keep drinking."
Peach didn’t respond.
The corner of Skye’s mouth lifted in a smirk, her eyes glinting with malice.
She picked up her phone and dialed Jude Redmond’s number. "It’s done. You can bring him over."
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang.
Skye opened the door to let in Jude Redmond and his friend, Ian Ford. "She’s ready. Did the money come through?"
"Doing it now." Ian Ford transferred ten thousand yuan to Jude Redmond.
Seeing this, Skye immediately demanded, "Send five thousand my way. I want to buy a new bag and I’m a little short."
Jude Redmond chuckled. "Baby, I’ll give you the whole ten thousand!"
He transferred the money to Skye. Her face immediately lit up, and she leaned in to give him a kiss. "You’re the best, darling!"
Ian Ford’s eyes were fixed on Peach, who was slumped on the sofa. He brazenly scanned her body, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
Jude Redmond offered a reminder. "Hey, Ryan, take it easy. Don’t leave too many marks. It’ll make things easier for next time."
Ian Ford chuckled. "Don’t worry. I know the drill."
Peach’s phone lay face down on the coffee table. Hearing this exchange, the viewers slowly began to realize something was terribly wrong.
[Wait... this feels way too real.]
[Is this a script or not?!]
[THIS ISN’T A SCRIPT!!!]
Renee Jennings’s voice was soft. "It’s real. The police are in the elevator now."
Slumped on the sofa, Peach secretly dug her nails into her own skin, using the pain to stay conscious.
Hearing Renee Jennings’s voice, she breathed a sigh of relief. But the next second, a hand landed on her thigh. The touch felt like a venomous snake slithering over her skin, a sensation so vile it made her soul shudder.
Peach clamped her lips shut, forcing herself to endure it.
"Take it to the bedroom," Skye said. "Don’t do it out here."
’She didn’t want her boyfriend watching another woman.’
"I’m not interested in putting on a show for you," Ian Ford retorted, scooping Peach up and heading for the bedroom.
[PEACH IS IN DANGER!!!]
[If this is real, they’re committing a crime!]
He tossed Peach onto the bed and began to unbutton his shirt eagerly.
In the living room, Skye accepted the ten thousand yuan Jude Redmond had transferred, feeling giddy. "Jude, what’s with your friend? He’s really willing to spend ten thousand yuan for one night with Peach?" ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
The actual price was twenty thousand yuan; Jude Redmond had already collected the first ten thousand from Ian Ford beforehand.
Hearing his girlfriend’s question, he crossed his legs and shrugged. "Who knows? Can’t figure out what goes on in a rich guy’s head."
Wally knew about Peach’s plan, but he couldn’t stand the sight of these two. He glared at them and barked furiously, "You two villains, bullying Peach! I curse you to go hungry!"
Jude Redmond saw this, took off his shoe, and hurled it viciously at the dog. "Don’t annoy me! Bark again and I’ll stew you, see if I don’t!"
In the bedroom, Ian Ford had stripped naked. His eyes fell on Peach.
His breathing grew ragged as he climbed on top of her...
Jude Redmond and Ian Ford hadn’t closed the front door when they entered. Henry Stark and his team stepped out of the elevator and walked straight into Peach’s apartment.
Jude Redmond and Skye were on their phones. Seeing the group of people suddenly appear, Jude frowned. "Who the hell are you?"
"Police." Henry Stark produced his badge. His expression was frosty, his voice like ice. "We received a report against a Jude Redmond and an Elaine Bell..."
