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Chapter 1808
The more one knew their enemy, the higher their chances of victory.Just like Alyssa predicted Jameson's rash move against David, she also knew Betty would be brimming with pride right now.
While the rest of the Becketts reeled from Lauren's ordeal, Betty reveled in worldly pleasures. She barhopped and indulged inexcessive drinking.novelbin
Fueled by alcohol, she even gossiped about her autistic sister with her unsavory friends. She exploited her family's pain forentertainment, releasing years of pent-up hatred.
Since Sophia's death, Betty had kept a low profile. She didn't dare to make any rash moves either. However, after joining forceswith Zoe, a realization dawned on her—even without Sophia, she could still hold her own against those people. She couldmanipulate them as she pleased.
That night, chaos reigned in the private room. Betty was engaged in frenzied dancing with a charming male model, egged on bythe surrounding crowd. Intoxicated by alcohol, she shamelessly struck various embarrassing poses with the man she barelyknew.
In the chaos, the male model dragged her into the washroom within the private room. A violent kiss escalated as he ripped at herclothes.
Initially resistant, she used her arms to shield her chest—her half-cup bra could be seen. Then, her eyes widened in shock.The model, with practiced ease, used his tongue to slip a pill into her mouth. Before she could react, she swallowed it.“What... What did you just give me?" Betty shoved him away, her breath coming in heavy pants.
"Something to make you feel good."
The man smiled at her with an unfocused gaze. He licked her earlobe and murmured, "It's not your first time trying this anyway,isn't it?"
Soon, Betty was enveloped in waves of desire. Her thoughts became hazy, but her body soared on cloud nine.
An unknown amount of time passed. Everyone else had left the private room. The man pulled up his pants and pushed open thewashroom door.
Betty, a woman of noble status, slumped over the filthy toilet bowl. Her clothes were disheveled, and a single strand of droolescaped her slack jaw. But the worst part was her smile. Wide and vacant, it stretched across her face like a simpleton's glee.
Aman in a crisp, clean suit pushed open the private room door. Disgust contorted his face, yet his posture remained controlledas he settled onto the couch, an air of elegance clinging to him.
The male model approached Sean respectfully. "Mr. Lynch, the job's done."
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"Not at all... It was a simple task.""I've received the photographs and video clip."
Sean slowly pushed a bank cardtoward him. "Here's the este Fest aldollars we agreed beh? plus anallditlonal 500,000. | wish you aspeedy recovery." The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!
The man hesitated, then pocketedthe card with a chuckle. "It would be amiracle if | cquig.bexeulrdd bf tryillness: nt worry. | will be leavingSolana City on an early flighttomorrow. | won't be coming back."The content is on NovelDrama.Org!Read the latest chapter there!