Dragon Master

The chef dispatched by Preston was staring at the guests in the yard through the kitchen window.

At this moment, the drug in the food had already started to take effect. All of the guests felt dizzy and feeble.

Samuel leaned back in the chair and asked faintly, "Why do I feel weak all over? What’s happening?"

"I feel the same way. My head feels muzzy too. I’m slow in reacting. Is there anything wrong with the food?" Darian asked, his eyes blurred.

"There’s definitely something wrong with the food. There must be!" Andrew asserted.

Marcus went into a panic. If there was anything wrong with the guests, he would be treated as a joke by everyone.

"What’s… what’s happening indeed? Victoria, the vegetables were sent by your friend Preston. Could there be anything wrong with them?" Marcus asked, his hand on his forehead.

At this point, Connor staggered over here. "Mr. Lee, I’m afraid the food is drugged. My men at the foot of the mountain told me some people just beat them up and broke in! Probably they are coming for you. I’ll ask my people to send you away first."

"Hahaha, none of you is leaving today."

Carrying a kitchen knife, the chef walked out, while the sous chef and the helpers came out carrying the ladles, woks and cutting boards as their weapons.

"You! So there’s indeed a problem with the food!" Marcus roared in surprise and anger.

"Yeah, the food was indeed drugged by us, but everyone present here should not panic. We, the Richardson family never get the innocent people involved. We just need to deal with Maximilian today, and you will be the witnesses," The chef said loudly.

It was a plan made by Preston long ago to insult Maximilian in public.

As the saying goes, joy was better enjoyed shared than alone. Therefore, Preston believed humiliating Maximilian in public would be more fulfilling and satisfying.

Besides, Preston could break up Maximilian and Victoria more quickly if he humiliated Maximilian in front of everyone so that Preston could achieve his goal.

feeling the sensation

sense of weakness was welling up quietly. Maximilian assumed it was because the drug had taken effect

to fight with a feeble body, he would be the meat on the chopping board, being trampled upon

Preston for help, this wouldn’t

spilt milk, and there was no use for Victoria to regret

drugged, and about to be at the mercy

and dared not speak, praying

hand and said with a smile, "You don’t have to blame yourself. It’s just

anymore. You’ve also had the food. I’m

face. Suddenly, she felt she was

heavy sigh and regretted, "It was all because I got carried away. If I hadn’t taken petty advantage of him, nothing would

the little porcelain bottle in it,

carrying this little bottle with him all the time. Now he had to recover with the help of the antidote

thumb and turned over the bottle with his fingers. A small pill in the bottle fell to

out of the pocket and stuffed the pill into his mouth without anyone noticing

his people. Feeling weak, Connor

this point, Manager Thomas also rushed over and stood next to

to do anything to Mr. Lee, try

recklessly? In that

kitchen knife in his hand, the chef swung at

Connor wanted to fling up their arms to fight back, but their arms were so weak and

a

across their necks, both Manager Thomas and

critical moment, Maximilian reached out his hands, grabbed the clothes on

ground, while the kitchen knife swept the empty air and

Manager Thomas and Connor were gasping. They reflected on the last scene,