Chapter 746: He Has Truly Wronged His Annabelle

Chapter 746: Chapter 746: He Has Truly Wronged His Annabelle

No wonder Annabelle suddenly wanted to break up with him, yet she had taken care of him with such dedication while he was sick.

’That foolish woman...’

Recalling her conflicted expression from a few days ago, a sharp pain seized Leona Grant’s heart.

’Was she worried about my condition back then, torn between having to leave me and not wanting to go?’

’And I just kept making things difficult for her, time and time again?’

’My dear Annabelle... I’ve truly wronged her.’

As Leona Grant’s thoughts churned, his gaze slowly turned dark and unreadable.

He recalled a fragment from one of his dreams. In it, he had arranged for another man to have sex with Vivian Yates, then led her to believe the child was his.

There was another fragment: to ensure Annabelle Linton’s safety, he had intentionally driven her away, even locking her in a dungeon.

’What on earth did all of this mean?’

Thinking of the poison Vivian Yates had given him, a dangerous glint flashed in Leona Grant’s eyes.

’Annabelle is a doctor. What kind of virus could possibly be a threat even to her?’

He felt as if he were caught in a giant whirlpool, completely lost and unable to find his way.

’What could it be?’

’It seems this is no small matter. I’ll just have to beat them at their own game and counter their moves as they come.’

Leona Grant’s gaze darkened. He pressed a button on the side of the sofa, and a faint, pleasant fragrance began to fill the air.

It was a special aphrodisiac, dispersed through the air and extremely potent.

Leona Grant had taken the antidote much earlier, so the drug had no effect on him.

Vivian Yates was on the phone when a sudden wave of heat washed over her. Slowly, she felt her strength begin to fail.

An intense, aching need washed over her. Her whole body felt unbearably strange, and her vision grew hazy.

Her phone fell to the floor.

Vivian Yates collapsed onto the sofa and began tearing at her own clothes, having lost all self-control.

Leona Grant opened his eyes and stood up. He fastened the buttons of his shirt one by one, looking down on her imperiously.

After he opened the door, several men walked in. They nodded respectfully to Leona Grant in greeting.

He walked past them, his face an expressionless mask.

Once Leona Grant was gone, the men swiftly got to work.

They set up a camera, aiming it at Vivian Yates. Then, several other hideously ugly men stripped off their clothes, shot her a lewd grin, and descended upon her...

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Annabelle Linton was on the phone with Vivian Yates when the call suddenly disconnected.

Her heart lurched, and a terrible premonition washed over her. Suppressing the stabbing pain that pierced her chest, she immediately called back.

In the midst of her struggle with the men, Vivian Yates accidentally answered the call.

Annabelle listened from the other end. The moment the call connected, a mixture of male and female voices assaulted her ears, jarring her to her very soul.

Annabelle Linton hung up. She ran out of the bar, collapsed to the ground, and began to sob uncontrollably.