Chapter 1013


    Hold it together, she told herself. When she got Atticus to delete that video from Bruce''s phone, this


    father-daughter duo wouldn’t have anything over her anymore.


    The video would be gone very soon.


    Susan watched as Thssa''s confidence faltered. A smug smile spread across her face as she strolled


    up to her and nced at the wine bottle in Thssa''s hand before gesturing behind her.


    Her assistant immediately understood and quickly handed her the object requested.


    Clutching the item, Susan instructed Thssa, "Pop the cork."


    Thssa furrowed her brows, reluctant.


    "You won''t do it, huh? Well, I’ve already got a text drafted in my phone. One tap, and it''s sent. Dad will


    follow up in an instant." Susan threatened.


    The assistant stood behind her, nervously holding the phone that was ready to send a message.


    With her nerves on edge and her body trembling with suppressed rage, Thssa begrudgingly opened


    the wine bottle. She had already loosened the cork with a corkscrew earlier, so it came off easily now.


    "Let''s take this conversation to the restroom," Susan suggested, scanning the room and noting a few


    curious onlookers. She wanted to keep things low-key.


    She led the way to the restroom, and Thssa had no choice but to follow.


    The restroom was quiet, devoid of others and free from surveince.


    Susan unfolded the item in her hand — it was a piece of paper, which she carefully unwrapped to


    reveal a gray powder.


    Lifting the paper, she tipped the powder into the wine bottle.


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    "What are you putting in there?" Thssa demanded with a stern tone.


    "Rx, it''s not deadly. Just a little something to make a man more... interested in a woman. You''re


    going to give this to Lysander. Once he’s ''tipsy'', escort him to his hotel room to rest. When he''s lying


    down and can''t take it anymore, that’s when youe out and let me inside." Susan exined.


    Susan had tried to seduce Lysander once before without sess. It was very likely that he wasn''t into


    her type. But she was determined to have him, by any means necessary. To win over Lysander was to


    win half the battle!


    If seduction wouldn''t work, she''d make Lysandere to her.


    Thssa''s heart tightened. "You''veced it with that kind of drug!"


    Despite her numerous grievances with Lysander, she had never considered drugging him!


    Yet, Susan was asking her to do exactly that!


    Thssa was wholly resistant.


    "Yes, I will have him tonight. I can''t wait any longer! Take this to him now and watch him drink. I''ll be


    watching you, making sure you do it. If you dare to resist, my assistant will send that text, and my father


    will release the video!"


    Susan''s facade had dropped; her eyes, heavy with makeup, smoldered with malice.


    She hade prepared with the drug for this very encounter with Lysander.


    Thssa was furious, her teeth nearly grinding to dust, her clear eyes burning with hatred as she


    red at Susan''s malevolent sneer.


    She wanted to force Susan''s mouth open, pour the wine down her throat, and let her taste what it’s like


    to be drugged!


    But the memory of her mother''s suicide, the despair and suffocation, mped tight on her throat.


    Reason suppressed all her impulses and resistance.


    "Fine." Thssa spat through clenched teeth, "I''ll y your game today!"


    With that, she took the wine bottle and left the restroom.


    Susan''s sneer echoed faintly in the back, as she followed.