The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

Chapter 870

“You have to keep your word. If you dare to fool me again, don’t blame me for being rude to you.” Jennie looked at Marlowe with a sharp and arrogant aura.

“Miss Garcia, how would I dare? No matter who I fool, I wouldn’t dare to fool you.”

As he spoke, Marlowe stuffed the wine glass back into her hand.

“Cheers. Let’s celebrate our grand plan.” Marlowe raised his glass at her and deliberately drank it in front of her.

“When the 10 billion dollars arrive, you will be Greyport’s richest woman in the future.”

“Who does Bruce think he is? He will still be trampled under your feet.”

Jennie swallowed his flattery, but she was still very pleased in her heart. She frowned slightly, picked up the wine arrogantly, and drank it in one gulp.

After all, he was willing to invest 10 billion dollars. Of course, she had to give him some face.

Marlowe picked up the bottle again and was about to pour her another glass. “Miss Garcia, another glass.”

Jennie pursed her lips and replied arrogantly, “No, I still have to rush back.”

“I hope you don’t disappoint me.”

“That’s for sure. I guarantee that you’ll be… ‘incomparably satisfied’. Hahaha.” As Marlowe spoke, a sinister and cunning look appeared in the corner of his eyes.

The wine was already drugged.

As long as she drank, she would definitely fall for it.

Haha…

How dare she be so arrogant in front of him? Did she really think he was a pushover?

In less than a minute.

The drug was already starting to take effect.

“Huh… Why do I feel a little dizzy…” Jennie Garcia clearly felt that something was wrong.

It was as if ants were crawling all over her body. It was as if she had swallowed a mouthful of boiling hot oil in her stomach, and an uncontrollable heat rose.

This was definitely not a symptom of being drunk.

Moreover, her alcohol tolerance was very good, so she wouldn’t collapse from a single glass.

Marlowe looked excited and reached out to support her. “It’s fine. Sit down and rest!”

“Get your dirty hands off me.”

“You… Did you put something in the wine…” Jennie staggered and fell limply onto the sofa.

The scar on his

“What wine? What wine did you give me?”

is a

you’ll die of pleasure.

panicked even more and struggled to stand

she desperately wanted to shout for the secretary and bodyguards outside

collar and greedily covered

“Help, Jimmy!”

Garcia, let me help you sober up.”

body went limp, and her consciousness

she was desperately trying

the

had already secretly

scumbag like him did not even

had always used despicable methods that

take you to the washroom to sober up,” Marlowe said as he held Jennie’s arm and forcefully helped her up.

had amputated a

leg now and could

left in Jennie’s mind, making her desperately want to resist. “Let go… Take your dirty

you a

but also ugly. Now that he

looks. Just looking at him made her

no longer suppress his ecstasy. He leaned close to her ear and said

later.”

on the ground and

that, Marlowe’s face darkened. He grabbed her arm and brought

very large and

onto the

face was red and her clothes were disheveled. She

“Ah…”

“Let go…”

phone and took

dress slid down a little,

take pictures

come and save me…” Jennie

control of the drug, she still lost

Twenty minutes later.

cigar. He

a rich young lady. I thought you would feel good.”

You’re no

on the tap and splashed some water

jolted awake

took a long