CHAPTER 208: CHAPTER 208: TAKE ACTION TONIGHT!

Selene Wilson had already investigated Lucas Hughes thoroughly.

In fact, there was no need to ask—Lucas Hughes could not possibly refuse.

She was simply making the call as a formality, showing basic respect to her collaborator.

After all, Lucas Hughes still had value, and the respect owed should be given.

"Who are you?"

Lucas Hughes was still cautious. Upon receiving the call and hearing such words, he naturally asked who it was.

"Selene Wilson."

Selene Wilson curled her lips into a smile, making no effort to hide her identity and speaking directly.

Because she felt it was entirely unnecessary.

A person like Lucas Hughes could never pose a threat to her.

There was nothing she cared about anyway.

If their collaboration was discovered by Alexander Johnson, all the better—it would lead directly to the termination of their engagement.

As for the Wilson Family, she wasn’t worried about Alexander Johnson tattling to them.

Because Alexander Johnson had someone he cared about—he had a weakness.

And as long as there’s a weakness, everything becomes easy to handle.

"Selene... Selene Wilson, Miss Wilson of the Wilson Family?!"

Lucas Hughes was stunned, almost unable to believe his ears. He held the phone away from his ear for a long time before regaining his composure and speaking again.

"Yes." Selene Wilson nodded lightly.

Lucas Hughes’s reaction was something she had fully anticipated long ago.

"Miss Wilson, it’s an honor for someone like me to collaborate with you. However, I am curious—what kind of matter would make someone of your stature come to a small figure like me for cooperation?"

Lucas Hughes paused for a moment, recovering quickly from his initial shock.

The needed calmness was still there, especially since he had previously collaborated with Gabriella Dyer.

In terms of status, Selene Wilson was still slightly below Gabriella Dyer—Mrs. Johnson.

"You know about my relationship with Alexander Johnson, and you’re also well aware of your wife Chloe Simpson’s dealings with him. Take a guess: what do you think I’m asking for?"

Selene Wilson answered his question with another.

"Oh... I see. Miss Wilson’s meaning is for me to keep my wife under control, keep her away from Young Mister Johnson, correct? That’s easy enough. Even though we’ve already signed divorce papers, as long as I want..."

"With some minor tactics, she could come back to me instantly. As long as Miss Wilson is sincere enough, I’ll do whatever you ask of me. I guarantee your satisfaction!"

Lucas Hughes displayed an air of complete understanding of Selene Wilson’s intentions, patting his chest as he made his bold promise.

"It seems you hold quite a bit of confidence in yourself."

Selene Wilson let out a cold laugh. If Lucas Hughes weren’t tied to Chloe Simpson—weren’t her husband—

Then a mediocre man like him, this bastard, wouldn’t even merit a passing glance!

"Miss Wilson, you jest. For other women, I wouldn’t dare to make such guarantees. But Chloe Simpson... We’ve been together for five years. When it comes to her, I know her better than anyone—it’s no problem at all."

Lucas Hughes completely misinterpreted Selene Wilson’s words as praise, causing his ego to inflate even further.

"Alright. I want you to find a way to push Chloe Simpson toward Alexander Johnson. Better yet, make her utterly despise you and choose to be with Alexander Johnson. Oh, and one more thing: you absolutely cannot let Alexander Johnson catch wind of this. It needs to be carried out subtly, little by little."

"You must inconspicuously drive Chloe Simpson completely toward Alexander Johnson. If Alexander Johnson realizes what’s happening, then you... Heh, I don’t need to say it. I presume you understand the consequences."

Selene Wilson didn’t want to waste words with someone of Lucas Hughes’s level. A few sentences were all it took to convey what she wanted.

"What?"

Lucas Hughes was immediately thunderstruck upon hearing this.

He had thought Selene Wilson wanted him to drive a wedge between Chloe Simpson and Alexander Johnson or win Chloe back, insisting she stay away from Alexander Johnson.

But unexpectedly, Selene Wilson wanted him to help pair up Alexander Johnson and Chloe Simpson.

Wasn’t Miss Wilson just recently engaged to Alexander Johnson?

Why would she do this?

Lucas Hughes mulled over it but couldn’t figure it out.

Then again, the schemes of these wealthy individuals were unfathomable—the waters of high society ran deep.

Why bother trying to understand it?

As long as he’d receive enough benefits, he was willing to do whatever asked of him.

In fact, he had been fretting over losing the fifty-thousand Gabriella Dyer had been giving him monthly, now that his divorce from Chloe Simpson was finalized.

Now, Selene Wilson had thrown herself in his path—what perfect timing.

This time, he was determined to demand more.

"Miss Wilson, you... You’re really placing me in a difficult spot here. Chloe Simpson is, after all, a woman I’ve loved for five years. Seeing her with Alexander Johnson is already heartbreaking enough, I..."

Lucas Hughes feigned a deeply sorrowful expression, but Selene Wilson saw right through it instantly.

"Enough, Lucas Hughes, don’t bother acting for me. Do you think I don’t know what you’re about? You just want to bargain for more benefits, right? As long as you can get this done, everything you want will be yours."

Before Lucas Hughes could finish, Selene Wilson cut him off coldly.

"Well, as expected of Miss Wilson from the Wilson Family—straightforward as always. Rest assured, I’ll handle this properly for you."

Lucas Hughes’s eyes lit up at her words.

Even after hanging up the call, his grin remained plastered across his face.

He suddenly felt that divorcing Chloe Simpson might be a mistake.

That woman was practically a money tree.

As long as she was around, someone would always come offering him cash.

Besides, he hadn’t yet truly seen Chloe Simpson’s seductive side.

Profiting and watching Chloe flaunt herself—how could he not jump at such a chance?

"Alright, I expect you to start immediately—preferably tomorrow! No! Tonight!"