After taking a few sips, Zoe immediately knew something was wrong.

With her usual tolerance, there was no way she should feel this dizzy and unsteady. The drink was spiked. Michael had done it.

Realizing this, Zoe moved closer to Leo next to her and asked, "Leo, did you drive here? I'm suddenly feeling unwell. Could you give me a ride?"

Leo quickly exchanged glances with Michael and nodded. "Sure, I haven't had anything to drink," he replied, guiding her out.

While Zoe wasn't looking, he signaled Michael to follow. Michael exited through another door and got into the car ahead of them.

When Leo opened the car door, Zoe spotted Michael sitting in the front passenger seat. She frowned. "Why is he here?"

"Oh, he's a friend of mine. We came together. Since I'm leaving, I thought I'd bring him along. Don't worry, I'll drop you off first," Leo explained, trying to sound reassuring.

more alert. She pulled away from him, backing up cautiously. These two were in this together. There was no way she was getting into

help. Sensing her

her by the arm. Panicked, she screamed for help, "Help! Somebody,

It was none other

was holding Zoe and then shielded her.

a knife, advancing toward

tried to stay calm, her voice trembling. "Michael, you better leave now, or I'll make sure you rot in hell,

York name could backfire, just like it had

to see how you

he stepped closer, the man who had saved Zoe remained calm. "Is this what Birkham has come to? Snatching women in broad daylight? You're Michael, right? The barely-known model? I've seen your work. Not bad, but it's

calm, unfazed as he casually

This has nothing to do

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