Chapter 39
Chapter 39
“You, you… Estelle tried to suppress the chaos in her body, struggled to speak, but it was as if she was
trapped in a dream and couldn’t get the words out
Jonathan leaned in slightly. “What did you say?”
“You, get out!” Estelle’s voice trembled in urgency, fearing she wouldn’t be able to control herself from
pouncing on him.
Why was he here?
Where’s Magdalen?
What on earth did Noel put in her drink? She only held it for a moment, and this was already
happening.
Jonathan glanced at the girl, noticing something was off as he got closer. His eyes narrowed, “You’re
not drunk, you’ve been drugged?”
*Please, don’t… don’t bother!” Estelle attempted to firm her expression, but her words came out feeble
and unconvincing.
“Enough!” The man’s deep voice scolded sharply as he reached towards her face.
Estelle’s instinct urged her to evade, but her body seemed to betray her control, causing her to stumble
and fall helplessly into his awaiting arms.
Without a thought, Jonathan caught her, seeing her eyes closed and semi-conscious, her body burning
hot, it was clear she had consumed something unclean.
He looked coldly at the Blue Oasis club across the street, scooped her up, and strode out.
Placing her in the backseat and securing her seat belt, Jonathan called the private doctor at their old
mansion. Dr. Campbell listened to Jonathan’s description of the situation and cautiously asked, “Do you
know what she took?”
Without looking back at the squirming Estelle in the backseat, who obviously couldn’t answer, Jonathan
said,
“No.”
Dr. Campbell offered, “There are only two solutions in this situation, one is sex, the other is a stomach
wash at the hospital. However, a stomach wash is usually done before the drugs take effect, it might be
too late now.”
“Will she die?” Jonathan calmly inquired.
Dr. Campbell responded, “There have been cases of death, it depends on how much she consumed.”
Annoyed, Jonathan asked, “Other than sex, is there any way to make her less miserable?”
Dr. Campbell paused for an instant, saying calmly, “Douse her in cold water!”
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Ending the call, Jonathan pondered for a moment, then started the car and sped into traffic.
Blue Oasis
The manager knocked on Manley’s private room and whispered, “Mr. Scott, something’s happened!”
Half-drunk, Manley casually asked, “What’s going on?”
“Someone in one of the rooms got beaten up.”
Manley raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “Well, that’s rather unusual. Let’s find out who has the audacity
to cause trouble in my domain.”
He stood up and confidently strode out, with Clement and a few others trailing behind him.
In an ordinary room, the security guards stood outside, Manley pushed the door open and saw the
people lying. scattered on the floor. He frowned slightly, whoever did this was quite ruthless!
Clement was also taken aback, “How many people came?”
The manager furrowed his brows, “It seems, it seems like just one person!”
Clement’s eyes widened in surprise. “Just one person?”
Manley found it puzzling too. He found someone who was still able to speak and asked what
happened.
The man stuttered out an explanation..
Clement couldn’t believe it, “And the assailant was a woman?”
By this time, the manager had downloaded the surveillance footage and showed it to Manley, “It should
be her Manley gazed at the familiar face captured in the video, a flicker of astonishment crossing his
eyes before it transformed into an eruption of laughter.