"Don't go to see anyone from the Williams again, especially that asshole," Scott said sternly.
"I needed to find proof..."
"I got it six hours ago," Scott said.
"Huh?" Brianna exclaimed in disbelief. "How?"
"Easy. I hired a gorgeous woman to seduce him. She got him drunk and found the deleted photos in his phone."
"Impressive." Brianna heaved a sigh. "It took me the whole day. I've even spent seven thousand dollars to please his grandmother to get her to trust me."
"Aren't you stupid?" Scott mocked.
"I am." Brianna muttered, then timidly, she added, "Is it possible that I can have the money reimbursed?"
"Impossible."
"But I did it only because I wanted to help you."
"To help me? Whose fault is it that you had your design stolen, huh?"
