CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

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.

made Zoe more alert. She pulled away from him, backing up cautiously. These two were in this together. There was no

help. Sensing her

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

entrance. It was none other than the figure she had noticed

who was holding Zoe and then shielded her. Michael stepped out of the car, glaring coldly at

advancing toward them

or I'll make sure you rot in hell, even if it

could backfire, just like it had with Michael.

I'd love to see how you plan on

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 a shame about

as he casually discussed Michael's

This has nothing to