Chapter: 930

Clara scanned the room before turning to face Rachel and nodding.

“Surely Riley has tried mango before? Which anti-allergic medication has she previously taken? I'll go out and get it for her." Rachel showed concern.

“Loratadine." Clara's scowl deepened as she continued to study

Riley's pale face.

Rachel took note of it and rushed out without thinking twice. Clara went on to carry Riley to the second floor.

In the lounge on the second floor

Victor squinted his eyes and moved his lips slightly as he looked at the woman standing at the door.

“How did you end up here?" He was nothing less than aloof and threatening.

Pretending not to notice his indifference, Susan shut the door. She approached him in her high heels and said, “You don't seem well,

Victor. I'll help you get to a villa so that you can have some rest."

At Waterfront Hotel, parties were held in the large hall of the main building. Guests who didn't want to go home after a banquet could stay in the villas.

With her gorgeous eyes, Susan stepped up to Victor and looked him in the eye.

Victor was immediately greeted by the lovely scent from her. He began to sweat profusely and the blood in his veins seemed to be boiling.

Susan clung to his arm and teased him, "Victor..."

Her sweet voice could easily enchant a man.

She also had his arm in hers. They were cool as if they might momentarily calm a man's worries.

Victor wasn't a simpleton in the least. He quickly discovered that

Susan's fragrance had a reeking quality to it. He unfastened his tie, unbuttoned his shirt's top buttons, and pushed her away. He appeared not to be able to exhale solely in this manner.

When she was shoved by Victor, Susan stumbled back a few paces.

"Get the fuck out of here!" There was a tinge of malice in Victor's shadowed gaze.

Victor scared the living daylights out of Susan. She clenched her teeth and held back the butterflies in her stomach.

"I want to care about you, Victor. Do not attempt to fling yourself off of me."

Victor's eyes became colder as he gazed at her beautiful face. He was more certain that Susan's fragrance was off. However, she had only just entered the lounge. Unless he was allergic to the scent, it wouldn't have taken action any soon.

To put it another way, the smell was only a catalyst. Apparently, he had already been doped.

He reflected on the events of the last few hours.