South Grant glanced at Chester Lynch, thinking, strange, it’s not that hot here.
At this mont, Chester took a glass of juice from the table and gulped so down.
The ice-cold liquid went down his throat, and he felt much better.
South Grant looked at him, as if he was really hot, and asked:
"Want to play you a cooling song?"
Chester Lynch: "..."
Why hadn’t he noticed before that South Grant was such a joker?
"Thanks, but you keep it for yourself."
After saying that, South Grant felt the fire he had just pushed down quickly flared up again.
Uneasily, he loosened his tie, and didn’t ntion being hot again.
Maybe he was afraid South Grant really would play him a cooling song. o(╯□╰)o...
South Grant checked the ti, things on that side should already be arranged, it was showti.
She said to Chester Lynch next to her, "You sit here for a bit, I’m going to the bathroom, and will be back to show you a big drama."
After saying that, South Grant left.
Before leaving, she gave Chester Lynch a look; his forehead was covered in sweat.
Could it really be that hot?
She’d check if he was sick when she got back.
South Grant was in male attire, so she naturally couldn’t go to the won’s restroom, but she didn’t want to go to the n’s either.
So, she walked along the staircase corridor, intending to find a secluded spot upstairs.
As she approached the upper floor, South Grant faintly overheard the voices of Hugo Lynch and lody Irving.
"Have they both felt the effects of the drug yet?"
Both? Who else?
South Grant was curious.
"I just went down to check, Chester Lynch is reacting, South Grant hasn’t yet."
"Once they both react, have them taken to room 966, the caras there are all set up."
lody Irving’s voice was full of schadenfreude.
Hearing her words, South Grant thought of Chester Lynch’s unusual behavior earlier.
lody Irving!!!
She actually dragged Chester Lynch into this just to get to her!
No wonder he was so hot earlier!
South Grant cursed herself for being a fool, for not noticing Chester Lynch’s abnormality.
She never would have thought lody Irving dared to involve Chester Lynch too.
There was no ti to use the restroom now, she hurriedly turned around and went back to the hall.
By the ti she reached the sofa, Chester Lynch was gone.
South Grant anxiously grabbed soone passing by, "Did you see where the Young Master Lynch who was sitting here went?"
"Sorry, I didn’t see."
South Grant searched through the guests, and at this mont, heavy breathing sounds ca from the hall’s large screen.
Quincy Irving was being pinned by a waiter in uniform, his clothes pulled apart, the two of them exposed to everyone.
The crowd was stunned.
Quincy Irving’s face was a mix of pain and enjoynt, moaning sadly, the scene was quite eye-searing.
"Oh my, isn’t that the manager of Vanguard? What kind of hobby is this?"
"And he’s the one being dominated, what an eye-opener."
"How is this an eye-opener? It’s obviously eye-searing!"
At this mont, South Grant was so anxious, she couldn’t care about what others were saying.
She calculated every possible outco, but didn’t count on Chester Lynch being compromised too.
She had to find him, he was suffering because of her, if soone took advantage of the situation and deflowered him...
That would be too unfair to him.
If it were consensual, Chester Lynch was already eighteen, so it wouldn’t be a big deal.
But now he wasn’t rational, what if soone exploited the situation?
The Lynch Family’s rules are strict, and this place was full of noble n and won, if sothing really happened, the Lynch Family would likely push Chester Lynch to take responsibility.
A marriage without love, the suffering from it was imaginable.
South Grant didn’t want Chester Lynch to suffer because of her.
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