All Chapters of My Husband Wants An Open Marriage, Now I'm Dating His Boss: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Harvey's PovI sat on the soft sofa in Earl’s office, a steaming mug of black coffee sitting untouched on the glass table in front of me. Mark stood near the window, holding his silver tablet. "The interrogation was wrapped up twenty minutes ago, Miss Harvey," Mark said, "Sean Miller didn't hold out for long once we laid out his bank records and parole violations. He gave up the name, the wire transfers, and the exact email exchange." I leaned back against the cushions, resting my chin on my hand. "So? Who was desperate enough to throw that much cash at a washed-up tabloid trash-talker?" Mark tapped the screen, turning the tablet toward me. "The money came from an offshore account traced directly to your sister, Jessica." I stared at the name on the screen for a second. Then, a dry, bitter chuckle escaped my throat, echoing against the quiet walls of the office. "Jessica," I muttered, shaking my head as I rubbed my tired temples. "Of course. I should have known. Honestly, I don'

Jessica's Pov "No, no, no... this can't be happening! This is impossible!" I screamed at the bright laptop screen in front of me, my fingers flying across the keyboard in a frantic blur. I tried to type in the password for my fifth backup account, but the red warning box flashed right back in my face. [ACCOUNT SUSPENDED DUE TO VIOLATION OF COMMUNITY GUIDELINES] "DAMN IT!" I shrieked, slamming my hands onto the desk so hard my desk lamp rattled. I scrambled to refresh the page, trying to create a brand-new dummy profile using a burner email. But the moment I hit submit, another red box popped up, blocking my IP address completely. Every single fake account I had spent hours setting up, the accounts I was using to spread those photos, boost the hashtags, and spam every single fashion blog with ugly rumors about Harvey, had been completely disabled. All of them. Gone. Wiped clean off the internet in a matter of minutes. A surge of ugly, hot rage boiled in my chest. I grabbed my l

Jessica's Pov My jaw practically hit the metal table. "Are you out of your fucking mind?!" I screamed, leaping out of my chair so fast the metal legs scraped violently against the floor. "Fifty million?! Where the hell am I supposed to get that kind of money?! Are you out of your mind?!" "Fifty million is roughly the amount you would be forced to pay in civil court once my legal team finishes suing you for corporate damages and loss of reputation," Harvey replied smoothly, not even blinking at my outburst. "In fact, fifty million is me being generous. After all, if we officially took this to court. You're going to lose a lot of things.” Harvey raised her fingers, and started counting, “Support from your up and coming fans. The reputation you'll get for defaming your own sister just because of jealousy, anger, or whatever reason you have. You know what, it doesn't even matter, just think of it all. I'm trying to give you a way out here. I'm being generous.” "Generous?!" I screech

Harvey's Pov "Harvey, please, listen to reason!" my mother pleaded, changing her tone instantly as she tried to squeeze out fake tears. "We're your family! How can you be so money-hungry?! We raised you! We fed you, we clothed you, we gave you a roof over your head, and this is how you repay us? By destroying your family over a silly mistake?!" "A silly mistake?" I laughed bitterly. "She tried to ruin my life! She paid a reporter to fabricate disgusting lies about me! Why didn't you warn her about it then? What she did wasn't bad and yet, arresting her is wrong?! Do you really have to showcase your double standards everywhere? I'm telling you, it doesn't matter what you do or what you say, until you give me that money, Jessica is not going to leave that place!” Seeing that the emotional guilt-trip wasn't working, my father's face went completely dark. His mouth hardened into an ugly line. "Enough of this nonsense," Richard growled under his breath. Before I could react, A

Harvey's Pov A laugh burst out of my mouth before he could even finish his sentence. "Do you think I'm fucking stupid?" I scoffed sharply, gripping the phone tightly. "You think I'm going to walk into some trap where you and Arthur can jump me again or try to force me to sign away my rights? I'm not a little girl anymore, Richard. You can't deceive me into doing something like this anymore. I don't think I'm going to meet any of you alone or else, you might actually murder me just to keep the money in your account." "Harvey, don't talk to me like that! Why would I murder you for any..." My father started. "Listen to me very carefully, Richard," I cut him off viciously, not giving him a single second to speak. "If you assholes are actually serious about saving your precious golden child from going to prison, you don't need a meeting. Send the fifty million dollars straight to my bank account. The second the wire transfer clears and I see the alert on my phone, I will call th