Chapter 118: AI Face Swap

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: AI Face Swap

There was her husband, Quentin Miller, kneeling on the floor in a pair of boxer shorts, his upper body bare. His hands were tied behind his back, and something dark was stuffed in his mouth.

On closer inspection, the dark object was his own shirt.

Across from Quentin Miller was a woman in a white mermaid dress. She was holding a small riding crop, which she was using to whip his arm.

A red welt instantly appeared on his pale, thin arm. The pain contorted Quentin Miller’s face, making him wish he could just pass out.

Behind the woman, another man was filming with a phone, occasionally giving her pointers on how to strike harder to inflict more pain.

The sudden entrance of Zoe Sawyer and her group startled all three of them.

When Quentin Miller saw Evie Jacobs, his expression flashed from shock and guilt to elation. He started grunting at her, trying to signal for her to come help him.

Seeing Quentin Miller’s state, the woman across from him kindly pulled the shirt out of his mouth.

"Evie! Evie, quick, help me! They said they were going to take my pictures to blackmail you for money!

I don’t even know her! These two just dragged me here. Call the police!" As soon as his mouth was free, Quentin Miller looked as if he’d seen his savior, desperately wanting to shuffle over to Evie Jacobs.

Even as he spoke, he didn’t forget to distance himself from them.

But before he could move two steps, the woman behind him yanked him back.

"That really hurts my feelings. After all the time we’ve spent together, you’re saying *I’m* blackmailing you?" The woman wrapped an arm around Quentin Miller’s shoulders, leaned in close to his face, her voice mournful. Her fingers traced his Adam’s apple, causing him to swallow hard a few times.

As the woman felt his reaction, she sneered internally. ’This idiot has no situational awareness. Didn’t he hear what his wife said the moment she walked in?’

’He’s not even thinking about how she managed to find this exact room.’

Sure enough, Evie Jacobs’s face showed not a shred of pity for Quentin Miller, only cold indifference.

Upon hearing his words, she couldn’t even stop herself from laughing out loud.

"Quentin Miller, is there anything else you want to say to me?" Evie Jacobs reined in her expression and looked at the man kneeling a short distance away.

Quentin Miller felt a flicker of panic, but then he remembered that he had always been diligent about deleting all his records. He shook his head with feigned composure. "I’m not hiding anything from you. We’ve been together for so many years. Don’t you trust me?"

Hearing Quentin Miller’s words, Zoe Sawyer couldn’t help but shake her head. ’Doesn’t he know Evie’s personality by now?’

’If she didn’t have concrete proof, why would she have come?’

’Even I, a friend who isn’t super close to her, can figure that out. How could Quentin Miller, the man who shares her bed, not know? He’s just clinging to a sliver of hope.’

"Why don’t you guess why I came here with this big belly of mine?" Evie Jacobs brandished her phone. "Did you think I wouldn’t know about your hotel rendezvous just because you deleted the records?

I’ve taken a picture of every single one. I even have backups of your chat logs."

With every sentence Evie Jacobs spoke, Quentin Miller’s face grew a shade paler.

"Let’s be civil about this. You leave with nothing. Otherwise, don’t blame me for taking this to your company." By the end, Evie Jacobs couldn’t even force a smile. This man before her was someone she had once loved. She had always thought they would grow old together, but he had rotted from the inside first.

After saying this, Evie Jacobs turned her gaze to the unfamiliar man and woman. "You’d better delete whatever you have. You’re the ones with the guilty conscience. I won’t let anyone else take what belongs to me."

Evie Jacobs spoke with confidence. With so many people by her side, she wasn’t afraid of the pair suddenly rushing her.

First Brother Jacobs and Second Brother Jacobs opportunely stepped forward, flanking Evie Jacobs to protect her.

The woman stood up and snapped a picture of Evie Jacobs and her two brothers.

Then she said with a smirk, "You think I’m scared of a pregnant woman? I have plenty of ways to deal with you later.

You’re the one who should be careful now. Maybe a video of you will pop up on some website, hm?"

’Whoa, this brazen?’

Zoe Sawyer couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. ’Is she talking about AI face-swapping this openly? Is she afraid people *won’t* know?’

Sean Hughes poked Zoe Sawyer in the small of her back, signaling for her to say something. At the same time, Sean Hughes activated the miniature video camera clipped to his shoulder, disguised as a decoration.

Once he was sure his position could capture everyone in front of him, Sean Hughes stood still.

"Miss, what you’re doing is illegal. We can call the police right now and have you arrested." Zoe Sawyer cleared her throat, stepped forward, and spoke righteously.

The woman rolled her eyes without hesitation. "Get lost. Go ahead, call the cops and get me arrested. Besides, this is just a threat. And so what if I actually upload it? I’ll be long gone by then. What can you do to me?"

"You sound pretty practiced at this. You don’t have a prior record, do you?" Zoe Sawyer’s voice suddenly sharpened with alarm, as if she’d only just realized. She covered the lower half of her face with her hand and tugged on First Brother Jacobs, motioning for him to stand in front of Evie Jacobs.

Seeing Zoe Sawyer’s reaction, the woman let out a smug laugh. "What do you think? So what if those women knew it was me? They wouldn’t dare report me to the police, or their reputations would be ruined.

Let’s just say, the videos of those women have brought me a tidy profit. And I’m warning you, don’t be a busybody, or I’ll send you up there too."

The woman was about to say more, but the man behind her tapped her on the shoulder, warning her not to get too carried away.

Looking at Evie Jacobs’s grim expression, the woman continued, "Give me your money. Otherwise, I’ll make you famous in a different way. If you’re not afraid to risk it, go ahead and try me."

Quentin Miller collapsed onto the floor, his face ashen. ’It’s over. It’s all over.’

Just then, Sean Hughes stepped forward and took out his police badge. "Police! Don’t move. You’ve violated their image rights and reputation rights, engaged in illicit profiteering, and committed blackmail and extortion. Everything you’ve said has been recorded on camera. I am now placing you under arrest according to the law."

Evan Keller and Heath Hale also walked over, showed their badges, and then arrested the pair with swift efficiency.

She never expected to be showing off right in front of the police. The woman’s face turned deathly pale, and the hand holding her phone began to tremble uncontrollably.

’Wait, there are actually cops here?’

She wanted to defend herself, but Sean Hughes didn’t give her the chance. He had the two of them restrained in a flash.

’Any problems can be discussed back at the station.’

If they were truly wronged, he would definitely apologize and offer compensation.

The swiftness of Evan Keller and the others startled Evie Jacobs. Because First Brother Jacobs was blocking her view, she hadn’t seen the moment they took out their badges.

She moved next to Zoe Sawyer and said, loud enough for the entire room to hear,

"Zoe, you know impersonating a police officer is illegal."