CHAPTER 128

ARIA’S POV

I hear the ringing tone on the other line and finally he picks up.

“Hello, yes?”

“It’s me, Aria Cook!”

There's silence on the other end of the line, followed by a contemptuous sneer. How utterly outrageous.

“You want to be fucked by me, huh?”

“In your dreams, Brad!”

What a narcissist! I roll my eyes in frustration at his demeanor. Does he seriously think I regret not sleeping with him?!

He laughs again, and honestly, it's grating. His arrogance is infuriating. But soon enough, I'm certain he'll be silenced.

“I’m giving you one chance… Only one.”

My tone turns severe, cutting through the air like a blade. His laughter abruptly ceases, leaving a tense silence in its wake. I'm certain his smirk has faded by now, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. He must be wondering what's coming his way.

Immediately, I sternly demand that he confess to his actions and provide compensation to all the young women he has assaulted. Furthermore, I insist that he should personally apologize to