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.

his words only made Zoe more alert. She pulled away from him, backing up cautiously. These two were in this together. There was

the area, looking for help. Sensing her

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

It was none other

sprinting over from the convenience store across the street. With just a few swift moves, he took down Leo who was holding Zoe and then shielded her. Michael stepped out of the

knife, advancing toward them with

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

York name could backfire, just like it had with Michael. If she

sneered, "Oh yeah? I'd love to see how you plan on doing

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 a shame about the person behind

man remained calm, unfazed as he casually discussed Michael's

nothing to

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