The Platonic Trap novel Chapter 139

Frowning slightly, Celia tapped on the photo Larry had just sent.

It was clearly taken just moments ago outside the company lobby.

In the picture, the black Maybach was parked by the curb. Ken was smiling as he stepped up to Celia, right in the middle of taking her laptop.

Celia was smiling back. Due to the angle of the shot, their interaction looked incredibly intimate.

She raised an eyebrow, a spark of pure amusement flashing in her eyes.

Right on cue, the next message from Larry popped up.

Larry: [Dating on Mr. Zucker's dime. What do you think would happen if I handed this photo straight to him?]

She scoffed internally. Threatening her with cheap blackmail was exactly the kind of pathetic move she expected from him.

Because she had been staring at her phone for a few seconds too long, Alistair shot her a sideways glance.

Ken had also noticed her expression in the rearview mirror and asked gently, "Is everything alright, Ms. Stafford?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Celia offered a tight smile and locked her screen.

But Larry clearly had no intention of letting it go. When she didn't reply, he started rapid-firing texts.

Larry: [Celia, don't play dumb with me!]

Larry: [I actually thought you hooked a real sugar daddy, but it turns out he's just an assistant!]

Larry: [I'm telling you right now, I'm showing this to Mr. Zucker tomorrow morning. Just wait and see!]

Larry: [Answer me!]

Larry: [Let me make this clear: if Mr. Zucker finds out you two are sleeping together, your internship is over, and Ken is getting fired!]

Larry: [Celia! Stop acting like you're so high and mighty! Text me back right now!]

*Buzz—*

*Buzz—*

*Buzz—*

The phone vibrated relentlessly in her hand. Even though Celia frantically locked it, the screen kept lighting up and going dark in rapid succession as the notifications flooded in.

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