Chapter 1619 She's Yours
"Yeah, you're right," Olivia sighed, trying to comfort him. "People need to wake up and turn back time."
Alan didn't respond, just kept drinking.
Right now, this was the only way he could mask his feelings and avoid saying something that might offend the two women.
"Please, drink less," Olivia gently urged. "You're still not fully recovered."
"I'm fine," Alan replied with a bitter smile. "Olivia, come on, have a drink with me."
Olivia hesitated for a moment, but seeing his low spirits, she couldn't bear to refuse and picked up her glass.
They chatted as they drank, and before they knew it, they had finished two bottles of red wine.
Alan usually had a high tolerance for alcohol, and a bit of wine was nothing to him.
But for some reason, he now felt a burning heat all over, a restless urge.
Looking at Olivia, he felt a surge of desire.
Olivia, on the other hand, hadn't drunk much—three or four glasses of wine wouldn't normally affect her.
But now, she too was breathing heavily, her eyes dreamy, gazing at Alan with a tender look.
"Mr. Clemens," she murmured softly.
"Don't call me Mr. Clemens."
Alan moved closer, until he was right next to Olivia, and then he pulled her into his arms. His sensual lips brushed against her hot forehead, raining kisses on her face.
Olivia looked at the "Micah" in front of her, the man she had admired for years. Her heart was in turmoil, completely enchanted.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.
Alan couldn't hold back any longer. He pressed Olivia down onto the couch, losing himself in the moment.
In the bathroom, Sadie heard the strange noises and blushed.
She knew Alan was despicable, but she hadn't expected Olivia to fall so quickly.
The wine hadn't even had time to...
Sadie frowned, conflicted, wondering if she should go out and stop them.
This kind of thing wasn't really her place to interfere.
But Olivia had helped her before; she couldn't just stand by and watch her be deceived.
With that thought, Sadie decided to intervene.
But as soon as she opened the door, a large hand clamped a cloth over her mouth and nose.
A pungent smell filled her senses, and she saw a cold face before everything went black.
The man dragged Sadie away from the balcony.
On the couch, the two engrossed in their kiss didn't notice a thing.
The scarred man slung Sadie over his shoulder and swiftly moved to the next room, dumping her roughly on the floor. "Mr. Graham, I've brought her."
Nicholas sat on the couch, smoking a cigar. He looked at the unconscious Sadie on the floor, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "You think you can fight me? Not a chance."
"Ms. Graham and that Alan are already..." the scarred man reported in a low voice.
"Excellent," Nicholas laughed triumphantly. "Once they confirm their relationship, they can get married quickly, and then..."
"Congratulations, Mr. Graham!" The bodyguards behind him offered their congratulations.
"What about this woman?" the scarred man asked. "Should we get rid of her?"
"She's yours," Nicholas said, blowing out a smoke ring and getting up to leave.
"Thank you, boss!"
The men moved in, ready to strip Sadie.
Suddenly, Sadie's phone vibrated and fell to the floor, displaying a call from: Brother!
"Your brother can't save you now!" one of the men sneered, kicking the phone away.
"Wait a minute," Nicholas said, changing his mind. "Let her go."
Before he could finish, Sadie suddenly opened her eyes.
She kicked the man in front of her, grabbed the gun from his waist, and shouted, "Get away from me!"
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