Classic Novel
Chapter 576
As soon as Connor, the big shot, took his seat, the crowd around him scattered. Every now and then, a bold girl would try to catch his eye, but one look from him and they'd lose their nerve, slinking away. "Man, sitting here alone must be boring," Rafael said, strolling over and plopping down next to Connor. Behind him were Louie, Howell, Old Pete, and a few others.
"With Flora not around, you can drop the act. Why not have some fun?" Rafael suggested, throwing an arm over Connor's shoulder and flashing a roguish grin. His silver earring sparkled in the dim light. "We won't tell her."
"Hands off."
Connor found the idea of 'fun' incredibly shallow. He should be grateful he was just Flora's friend. Otherwise, Rafael's hand would be broken.
Rafael narrowed his eyes. A bunch of girls had tried their luck earlier, all top-tier picks, and Connor hadn't even glanced their way. It seemed he wasn't driven by base desires after all.
Old Pete gave Rafael a nudge, signaling him to act.
Rafael removed his arm from Connor's shoulder and casually picked up a drink. "How about a drink?"
Connor eyed the glass, then Rafael. For a moment, Rafael thought Connor had figured it out.
"Hey, don't be like that. You're not gonna turn down a drink, are you?" Old Pete taunted.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
"Are you sure you want me to drink this?" Connor shot back.
"Uh..."
Old Pete hesitated. Why would Connor ask that unless he suspected something was up?
As they panicked, Connor picked up the glass and downed it in one go. He knew something was off. After years in the game, missing something like this would've been embarrassing.
Lately, Club 257 had been going out of their way to mess with Empire Base, and now it was his turn. He couldn't tell what was in the drink, but it was likely some kind of test. For Flora, he drank it willingly.
And then...
A thought darkened his gaze.
Three minutes after swallowing the drink, Connor collapsed.
Old Pete whistled in admiration. Connor truly lived up to his reputation as the leader of Empire Base. This stuff was top-notch; anyone else would've been out cold immediately. He had even increased the dose, yet Connor lasted a full three minutes.
They quickly moved Connor to a room, then gathered around a computer to watch the surveillance footage.
About a minute after they left, Connor slowly came to in the room. He couldn't muster any strength. Any guy would know what this meant.
Connor's expression darkened. Damn it, they had drugged him.
Just then, the door opened, and a sultry woman walked in. Sent by Old Pete and his crew, she was a master of seduction. No man could resist her, especially one who had been drugged.
The room's atmosphere heated up as the woman looked at Connor, who was propped up by his arms on the edge of the bed. His shirt was undone at the top, revealing a tanned chest. His toned body was barely contained by the disheveled shirt, his long legs slightly bent.
The woman's face flushed at the thought of being with this man. But it was just a thought. This was Flora's fiancé. If she dared to make a move, Flora would have her head.