Chapter: 1418
“Can we share a drink? Despite how long I've known you, we've never shared a toast. This glass will mark the end of our relationship. After this, I won't bother you again."
Marlene stared at Sean with her pleading eyes, as if she wouldn't leave him alone if he didn't agree.
"Sean, please," she implored.
A fresh glass of wine sat on the table. Sean picked it up and said, "I'll finish this."
He downed the wine in one gulp and asked, “Is that fine?"
Marlene took a slow, delicate sip and hid the faint smile creeping at the corners of her lips. "Yes. Thank you, Sean. I'll see you later."
With that, she turned on her heel and walked away. In her haste, she bumped into a man, who caught her just as she almost fell.
"Are you alright?" he asked, steadying her with a firm hand.
Marlene quickly straightened up, her face flushed. She assured him, "I'm fine. Thank you."
Derek took her glass and said with concern, “Drinking too much isn't good for you. I'll take care of this for you.”
She had only had a little, just enough to help her handle what was coming next.
"Fine. Thank you."
A wave of warmth spread through her body, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation.
If she waited a little longer, Sean would be hers.
As Derek watched Marlene walk away, lost in thought, he absentmindedly drank the wine left in her glass. Realizing what he'd done, his cheeks turned crimson too.
When Marlene looked at him tenderly moments ago, her face flushed.
Did she like him too? Was there any chance they could be together?
Meanwhile, Madeline's face twisted in frustration. She had given the aphrodisiac to Marlene to drug Sean. So why was it that Marlene was flirting with her husband?
Madeline turned and caught sight of Norah, unharmed and perfectly fine. Shock washed over her. Hadn't Norah finished the entire glass spiked with the aphrodisiac? How was she here, acting normal?
In her confusion, Madeline didn't notice that Derek had downed the wine.
Sean rubbed his temples, a wave of dizziness hitting him. Had he drunk too much?
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a Mind Clearing Pill. As soon as he took one, the fog lifted almost instantly.
He always carried one whenever he attended banquets, just in case the alcohol led to trouble.
He hadn't anticipated being drugged, so he didn't give much thought to why he suddenly felt dizzy.