“Gwen, what happened to you?”

‘When her colleagues saw her fall to the ground, they immediately went over to help her up.

The girl kept shaking her head and slapping herself. I-I feel like my vision is starting to get blurry.”

“Are you too tired? Go home and rest.”

“Maybe…”

At this moment, Jordan had long dozed off in the hotel room.

‘The next morning, Salvatore knocked a few times on the hotel room door before entering upon realizing that Jordan wasn’t answering.

“Mr. Jordan, Mr. Jordan, wake up, it’s time for us to set off and head back to DC,” Salvatore called out to Jordan a few times before he woke up slowly, only to feel like he was in darkness.

“What time is it?”

Jordan asked.

Salvatore said, “It’s already eight in the morning.”

Jordan said, “Open the curtains. Why is it so dark in here?”

Stunned, Salvatore’s brows wrinkled somewhat after hearing those words. He turned his head and looked at the window. He had just opened the curtains! At this moment, the sunlight had already shone in. It was bright enough even without the lights on.

Salvatore suddenly had a hunch that something was wrong. “Mr. Jordan… do you find the room… a little dark?”

Jordan said, “It’s not just dark, I can’t see anything at all. Are the hotel curtains the kind that are so thick that they block out all light? If it’s eight in the morning, there’s no reason for it to be so dark even if the curtains are closed. Is it still nighttime?”

and frantically scurried over to switch on

Jordan, how about now?” Salvatore asked

sound of Salvatore turning on the lights, but after the lights were turned on, Jordan still felt that everything in front of him was

“Oh shit!”

there was nothing wrong with the lighting but rather,

fear and asked, “Mr. Jordan, don’t scare me. I’ve already

on the verge of tears but Jordan was extremely serious as he constantly recalled the events of

was in, the more he was able

he asked, “Mr. Jordan, I’ve been by your side to protect you since the celebration started and I haven’t seen anyone do anything to you. When I look at your eyes now, there are no signs of injury. They look just like normal, so

triggered by

gotten used to drinking with willpower. Hence, most people would forget what they did while they were drunk, upon waking

did

that forced him to stay awake to a certain extent at all

the way back, my eyes started hurting so I dozed off as soon as I returned. Before the celebration began, there wasn’t such an issue with my eyes. That means that someone made a move against me during

analysis and said, “Tim and I have been on guard at the scene. No one has been

same. He, too, believed that someone

wants to

horrified. Who exactly would dare to be so harsh to him to

immediately thought of a few

Cayden,

people had a reason

didn’t find out who the culprit was, he

of last night’s celebration, and thoroughly investigate every person who came to

“Yes! But Mr. Jordan, the wine was prepared by this old dog Russell, could he have

on him too. In addition to Russell, I want you to send someone to New York City to check on Cayden Huxley’s movements in the past two days, as

Howard, and Alex Howard!”

enemies, it was difficult for him

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