When she was about to go upstairs to check the guest room, a female celebrity in a gown smiled and asked South Grant,
"Young Master Grant, are you looking for Young Master Lynch?"
"Yes, did you see where he went?"
"I just saw him pull a female receptionist to the basent warehouse. What do you need him for, Young Master Grant?"
"I’ll thank you later." South Grant didn’t have ti to chat, turning to run towards the basent warehouse.
After South Grant went to the basent warehouse, the female celebrity turned and ca to Henry Grant, smiling seductively,
"Young Master Grant, you promised that as long as I lured South Grant to the basent, I would get the lead role."
"You’ll definitely get your reward." Henry Grant drank a glass of wine.
South Grant, no matter how skillfully you calculated and deceived Quincy Irving, this ti, there’s no escape.
Upon reaching the basent warehouse, South Grant shouted loudly,
"Chester Lynch, where are you?"
"I’m here..." Chester Lynch’s hoarse voice ca through.
South Grant ran over and saw Chester Lynch lying on the ground alone, with no woman around. South Grant’s heart skipped a beat, and he turned to run out, but at that mont, the warehouse door was clicked shut and locked from the outside.
After reaching the warehouse door, South Grant shouted loudly,
"Hey, there are people inside, open the door!"
But no one answered, only the sound of footsteps growing distant.
A mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
South Grant didn’t expect to beco the foolish mantis.
She saw through lody Irving’s trick and countered it.
But there was another oriole behind her, long waiting to sche against her and Chester Lynch.
The female celebrity who directed her here was arranged by soone, to lure her into coming to the basent warehouse.
At this mont, South Grant took out her phone, only to find there was no signal at all.
She couldn’t make calls or send ssages.
This place was completely sealed off!
South Grant looked around, aside from a small vent, there was no exit at all, and the vent was too small for a person to pass through.
At this ti, Chester Lynch stood up and walked over.
"What happened?" Chester Lynch, having been knocked out in the bathroom, woke up to find himself here.
"We’ve been set up." South Grant briefly explained the night’s events, "I didn’t know lody Irving would even spare you. I’m sorry for making you suffer."
After listening to South Grant, Chester Lynch understood why the heat in his body was overwhelming.
"We need to find a way out!" Chester Lynch almost gritted through his teeth, as the urge within him was becoming harder to control.
South Grant and Chester Lynch searched for an exit, but apart from the main door, there was no way out.
As Chester Lynch paced back and forth, the drug’s effect spread faster.
He panted heavily, echoing in the warehouse like a beast ready to charge.
Seeing Chester Lynch’s eyes turning increasingly red, South Grant suddenly recalled how she looked when she fell victim to the sa thing in her past life.
She knew that feeling well.
Her heart hated Foster at the ti, but her body couldn’t help but cling to him, doing all those blush-inducing things.
Chester Lynch’s situation was no better than hers had been.
"Wait here, this is a warehouse; there should be water. I’ll get so for you." There’s nothing else to do but relieve his desire first.
Just as South Grant turned to find water, Chester Lynch grabbed her, pinning her against the wall.
South Grant’s heart leapt in shock, trying to push him away, but her right hand was immobile, and Chester Lynch controlled her left hand.
Chester Lynch stared at South Grant with dark eyes, his voice hoarse,
"I will take responsibility for you."
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