Yes, the risk may be worth it.

With such an opportunity presenting itself to him, John could not let it go just like nothing.

'It should be fine.'

He had told her to run cold water over the burn to cool it for at least ten minutes. That meant she would not be coming back before that time period was over unless he really had bad luck.

'Ok, here goes nothing!'

John quickly grabbed the purse, and luckily also found Sabrina’s smartphone inside of it.

He was about to thank the heavens, but he had to stop, barely preventing himself from cursing out loud.

It was because the phone was locked.

‘Of course it would be locked.’

It was only natural.

However, John did not lose his will. It was because the lock was a pattern lock. He decided to try out his luck again and attempt to guess it. Not like he’d lose anything, and it also felt wasteful after coming this far.

First try … Second try … Third … and then even the fourth try ended up in failure.

When he was about to curse in frustration, the fifth try actualu succeeded. In the end, the lock was a simple U pattern.

What was the point of even having a lock like this? John had such a thought.

However, John did not have time to leisurely relish in his luck that Sabrina did not put a complicated or difficult pattern and quickly got back to work. It was practically a race against time, and he could not afford to waste any time on such idle thoughts.

His finger moved over the smartphone, and it did not take long before he had to hold himself back from shouting in joy.

After all, he had found what he was looking for. And it had also been too easy.

In the gallery, he found nude pictures of Sabrina as well as a few videos. They were similar to the only fans videos he had seen – no, he was sure they were the same pictures and videos since he recognized a few. They were the raw pictures and had one big difference with the ones he saw on her only fans — her face was clearly visible in them. It was not cropped out.

John clenched his fists. He had already found much more solid ‘evidence’ to do whatever he wanted to do in the future.

At the same time, he could not help but shake his head at Sabrina’s carelessness.

‘There was not even a lock on gallery when she had such stuff in it.’

At the same time as he was thinking, his hands were already busy moving. He sent all the pictures and videos to himself.

When he looked at the time again, it was almost hitting the 15 minutes mark since Sabrina had left. John swiftly removed all evidence of his deed from her phone as well as made sure the position of the purse was same as before. She might not notice such small details but what if she did?

“Ah, my coffee.”

It had already turned cold, he had forgotten it. However, he was not in the mood to grumble after such an harvest, nor did he want to make another.

He just downed it all in one gulp, the lukewarm liquid sliding down his throat easily, leaving a sweet taste. He always added one extra sugar cube to make it sweeter.

It was then he heard the footsteps reaching the door.