GoodNovelChapter 108 Chapter 108: Not wanting to appear discourteous, Rachel lifted her own glass and drank. Though unfamiliar with the intricacies of business dinner etiquette, she recognized that she couldn't always rely on Trey to intercept drinks on her behalf.
"I appreciate your directness. Such qualities make for excellent business relationships," Kern remarked, raising another glass. Rachel found herself obligated to match his second toast.
By the dinner's conclusion, a noticeable haziness had settled over Rachel's consciousness. She consoled herself with the relatively early hour, planning to sleep off the effects at her hotel.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs Kern exited the private room, he immediately placed a call. "Ms. Santos, everything proceeded according to your specifications." "Rest assured, I'll advocate for you in any future dealings with the White family," Doris replied with practiced smoothness.
"Much appreciated," Kern concluded before ending the call.
Doris, concealed beneath a mask and hat, made her way toward the private room.
Meanwhile, Rachel's disorientation intensified. An unusual exhaustion crept through her body. Despite her low alcohol tolerance, this reaction seemed excessive.
Something felt wrong—an unnatural heat coursed through her, accompanied by a growing restlessness.
"Trey, it's unbearably hot. Could you adjust the air conditioning?" Hot? Trey studied her with growing concern, noting her flushed complexion. "Could you be running a fever?" "I'm not sure. Everything feels like it's burning," Rachel mumbled, tugging at her collar with uncharacteristic vulnerability.
Exclusive updates live gVlnovalsTrey quickly averted his gaze from her flushed skin and adjusted the temperature controls. “Hold on. I'll get you back to the hotel." "Alright," she responded weakly.
Upon arrival, Doris observed Trey supporting Rachel's unsteady form and frowned at this unexpected complication. Though she had forgotten the assistant's presence, a sinister smile played across her features when she found it was a man. "Even your devoted assistant must have his limits, Rachel.” She followed discreetly, capturing photographs of Trey assisting Rachel from the building, her confidence growing with each shot.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt the hotel, Trey called for room service, increasingly worried about Rachel's deteriorating condition. The drugs in her system had begun to take full effect, stripping away her usual composure and leaving her clinging to him instinctively.
Though Trey sensed something amiss, he couldn't identify the cause. He continued calling her name, trying to break through her haze. “Rachel, wake up, please wake up."
The doorbell's chinterrupted his efforts. Assuming it was room m service, Tray moved to answer, but Rachel's grip on his arm remained unrelenting. He sighed in resignation. "Use your keycard to enter," he called out.
The sound of a man's voice from within shattered Brian's remaining Lestraint. The moment the door unlocked, he burst through it with explosive force. The moment Brian saw Rachel holding onto Trey with a blush, something inside him snapped. Frustration flared, wiping away all reason.
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