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Chapter 976

When Ian hit a snag, Judith showed up despite being sick. Her devotion was unmistakable.

People started to buzz, but Ian, being helped to his seat, just lowered his lashes, not uttering a word.

At this point, everyone seemed to forget about Maja, as if she was just a passerby in Ian's life.

Judith's words quickly ingratiated her into the group and given her identity, she had no qualms about

sitting next to Ian.

Ian did not say anything more, just leaned back slowly, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

He was getting a bit tipsy.

He even took out his phone and, unable to resist, called Maja again.

This time, the call was answered, but by a man's voice.

"Hi, this is Patric. You're calling Maja's phone. What can I do for you?"

Ian's pupils constricted sharply as if he had just fallen into an ice pit. His tipsiness seemed to dissipate

a bit, replaced by a chill that ran from his heart to his toes.

"Who are you?"

He asked again almost reflexively, finding the name familiar.

Yes, wasn't this the name Maja had been muttering when she was hospitalized?

The previous owner of Coco.

Her true love.

"I'm Patric, and you must be Mr. Raymond?"

That was how Maja saved his name, but hearing it now, Ian felt a strong sense of embarrassment.

Without him having to say anything more, he had already lost.

His heart seemed to be squeezed by an invisible hand, the suffocation intense.

The voice on the other end sounded again.

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up, she's resting."

Ian had just won a great victory today, but now he felt like he had suffered a total defeat.

He took a deep breath, gripping the phone tightly.

"I have something to say to her."

"You can tell me."

"What the hell are you?"

That was more in line with Ian's temper.

The call was cut off from the other end.

He kept calling back over and over again, until Maja's phone was turned off.

Seeing Ian's mood darken, Judith quickly brought him a glass of juice.

"Ian, want some juice? It's good for sobering up."

Ian ignored her, tossed his phone aside, and leaned back on the couch to sleep.

There was a hint of hurt in Judith's eyes, but she forced a smile, "How about some hangover pills? I

brought some when I came over."

As she spoke, she leaned in close.

Because of the dim lighting and the noise, no one knew what they were saying, and everyone thought

Ian was getting together with Judith.

The news spread quickly in the circle.

Ian was already the subject of everyone's gossip, so news about him spread the fastest.

It went from the princess of the Sanders family pursuing Ian to Ian dumping Maja and decisively

choosing the princess of the Sanders family, and the two showing off their affection in the bar.

When Maja woke up, she felt completely exhausted.

She glanced at the back of her hand, where a needle was still inserted, but she was not in a hospital

but in a cozy room.

She pulled out the needle and found her phone neatly placed next to her.

There were no recent call logs on her phone, and all the records were still from before she passed out.

Was it Patric who made her pass out?

She got out of bed, feeling a wave of dizziness.

Finally making it to the door, she realized this was the same room she had stayed in before.

The town was still bustling as if nothing had happened.

She asked at the front desk and learned that someone had paid for a month's rent for her.

What was he trying to do?

Why did he make her pass out for no reason?

Maja quickly ate something and turned on her phone. Only then did she notice that it was five days

later, and Ian's bet had ended.

She took a deep breath and quickly dialed Ian’s number.novelbin

Even though she was facing many mysteries, like Patric's true identity and the chip, she was more

worried about Ian.

If he couldn't come out again, then she would have to return to Greenfield right away.

Seeing Patric one more time, the past was truly behind her.

Only by saying goodbye to this memory could she have the courage to face the future. Otherwise, it

would be unfair to Ian.

She needed to tell him what she really thought.

But Ian had already been helped into a car. He had drunk too much and was now passed out, his

phone left in the lounge.

Judith held the phone, the corners of her mouth curving up, and answered the call at that moment.

"Maja."

Maja froze, her brows furrowed. She knew that voice.

"It was me, Ian just got drunk. By the way, you can ask others in the circle, and I was with him tonight.

Congrats, you're officially out of the game."

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