Living With My Lady Boss - Season 11 Episode 22

Just then, the girl across from him stood up and gathered her skirts before pointing at Wilbur. “What the hell were you doing there?”

“Nothing?” Wilbur was honestly a little confused.

The girl looked positively enraged. “You took an upskirt photo, didn’t you?”

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Wilbur said.

The girl shouted at once, “You pervert! How dare you deny it! Give me your phone.”

“What’s your problem, girl? Who’s got the time to take photos of you? Besides, what right do you have to ask for my phone just like that?” Wilbur was honestly a little annoyed now.

The girl did not back down in the slightest. She marched up to Wilbur, grabbing a fistful of his shirt before shouting, “A pervert just took upskirt photos of me! Help, somebody, help!”

The girl looked young and studious in her glasses, probably a student.

Her cries drew the attention of several other customers having their breakfast.

They looked over and flared up in annoyance at once. The nerve of this guy, taking upskirt photos of a young girl in bright daylight!

A small crowd formed around them, and someone said at once, “Hand over your phone, young man.”

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“Why should I? I didn’t do anything,” Wilbur said with a frown.

“This young girl here just said you took photos of her. Would she have said that if you hadn’t done it?”

“Hand over your phone and prove it to us if you didn’t do it, and all will be solved.” “Yeah! You’re guilty if you refuse to show us.”

The crowd piped up one by one, and everyone seemed to be against Wilbur.

Wilbur flared up in annoyance at once.

This girl was out of line, and so were these other people.

Making up things that never happened.

Wilbur was not necessarily unwilling to hand his phone over, but it sure did not feel good to be framed by someone out of nowhere.

Now they were demanding he handed his phone over to prove his innocence, too? That was too much.

Just then, the owner of the bakery hurried over. “Calm down, everyone! This man here is a regular of mine, and I’m willing to vouch for his character. He’d never do something like this, it’s all a misunderstanding.”

“A misunderstanding? Just because you say so?” The girl seemed indignant, refusing to let go of Wilbur’s shirt. “I’ll call the cops as long as he doesn’t hand that phone over to delete the photos, and that’s that.”

The girl’s words left the bakery owner speechless, and he looked at Wilbur awkwardly.

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“It’s fine, man. You can stay out of this now. Can you let go of me, girl?”

“Oh, now you’re embarrassed? Shouldn’t have taken those photos in the first place now, should you?” The girl glared at Wilbur in disdain.

Wilbur’s expression finally darkened. “Are you really certain I took those photos?”

“Yes! Why else would you be scared of showing everyone?” the girl scoffed.

“She’s right! Just hand it over and let us look through it, then all of this will be over.”

“You’re clearly guilty if you refuse to do so.”

“Guys, just call the cops. Let them handle this bastard.”

The crowd hurled insult after insult at Wilbur, who smirked coldly. “What’s your name, young girl?”

“Why, are you going to use it to get back at me? I’m not scared of you!” the girl said haughtily. She took out her phone as well, taking a photo of Wilbur.

Wilbur smiled calmly. “First of all, I did not take any upskirt photos of you. Second of all, you have no right to search my phone. According to the national law, you must be a member of the security system above county level to have the right to do that and have two certified policemen present as well.”

“You’ve said all that, but you still haven’t taken your phone out! Who’s supposed to believe you’re innocent, huh?” the girl mocked.

Wilbur looked at her. “Look, I gave you the legal rundown of all of this. Why don’t we talk about what you’re going to do if I manage to prove that I didn’t take photos of you?”

“What am I going to do? I’m just protecting myself, regardless of whether you took any photos! I did nothing wrong, what could you possibly frame me for?” the girl retorted.

Wilbur replied, “Well, I can protect myself too. If I prove my innocence, you have to apologize.”

“Cut the bullshit and give me your phone!” the girl demanded sharply.