Chapter: 827

“But, is Norah really Noelle? During her two-year stint with my family, I never picked up on any hint of her having a knack for design."

"Forget it, Kathy. It's pointless to dwell on it now. Do you know where to buy that drug?" She leaned in closer, whispering about a certain drug's effects.

Kathy, taken aback, questioned, "What do you need it for?"

Madeline avoided a direct answer, merely suggesting, “I have my reasons."

Kathy considered this. "You're thinking about using it on Norah? That would be challenging. She's always on guard, and with Sean Scott by her side, it's nearly impossible for anyone to approach her. Even if you managed to get it, it would be futile. Just let it go."

Her mind then drifted to a previous event, causing her expression to turn cold suddenly.

“Back when I was crazy with Bryson, my mind devised various schemes to seduce him. I discreetly purchased an aphrodisiac from the underground market in Glophia. It's both colorless and tasteless when dissolved in water, making it virtually undetectable when mixed into wine. I didn't have to resort to those substances back then. It remains in my possession, and I can provide it for you."

Kathy added, "Even though it contains only a small amount, it can induce intense desire for a night, with the same effect on both humans and animals," she explained.

Returning to her room, she retrieved a small shell, no larger than a thumb, and placed it in Madeline's hand.

"It cost me a considerable amount of money. Feel free to use it if you find yourself in need."

Kathy offered, withholding any mention of payment.

Dependent on Madeline's assistance for her current living situation, Kathy was willing to invest a bit of money in ensuring her own comfort and peace.

Inspecting the shell in her hand, Madeline observed it closely. It appeared to be an ordinary shell collected from the seaside. With care, she opened the lid to find less than 5 grams of white powder inside.

“Madeline, whoever you decide to use this on, be careful. It shouldn't be used all at once, as it could cause significant harm to the body," Kathy advised.

“Understood, Madeline replied, concealing the malice brewing in her eyes.

Now she had to contemplate who would serve as her scapegoat.

The outcome of her actions would leave that scapegoat's reputation in tatters, much like her own.

It was surreal to her that she had ended up in such a situation.

Meanwhile, at Silver Boulder Private Hospital, just as Spencer had predicted, during their break, the police approached Norah and inquired about the events of the Glamour Club that night.

Standing in a secluded corner of the corridor with her hands tucked in her pockets, Norah's gaze remained indifferent as it landed on Kason, who stood behind a police officer.

He still sported a black T-shirt, which clung tightly to his muscles, while the injured area remained swathed in white bandages. Positioned behind his wheelchair, a policeman stood at attention.

"What would you Like to inquire about? Go ahead."

Norah responded, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as the corners of her mouth subtly pursed.

"At that time, you four women were in the private room."