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.

backing up cautiously. These two were in this together. There was

quickly scanned the area, looking for help. Sensing her

grabbing her by the arm. Panicked, she

from the hotel entrance. It was none other than the figure she had

and then shielded her. Michael stepped out of the car, glaring coldly at the man. "You think you can play the hero? Do you even

a knife, advancing

trembling. "Michael, you better leave now, or I'll make sure you rot in hell,

of it. Using the York name could backfire, just like it had with Michael. If she weren't

yeah? I'd love to see how you plan on doing

"Is this what Birkham has come to? Snatching women in broad daylight? You're Michael, right? The barely-known model? I've seen your

as he

with the nonsense. This has nothing to do with you. Get

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