Chapter 353 We'll See if Brady Still Wants You
"Violet," Lilian called out as she walked over, faking a friendly smile. "What are you doing here?"
Violet glanced at her, not in the mood. She still remembered what Lilian's mom had done. Lilian's sudden niceness didn't fool her.
So, she ignored Lilian and looked back at her phone.
Lilian felt a surge of anger. Did Violet think she was all that because of Brady? Did she think she could just ignore people?
Lilian glared, clenching her fists to keep from exploding. She had to make Violet pay.
Suppressing her frustration, Lilian noticed Violet’s juice nearby and took a seat to block the view. As she engaged in conversation, she discreetly slipped some drugs into the juice.
"Did you come with Brady today?" Lilian asked, picking up Violet's juice. "I'm so thirsty. Mind if I have some?"
Violet replied coldly, "If you don't mind my germs, go ahead."
Lilian’s anger simmered beneath the surface, but she managed to maintain her composure. She handed the juice back. "I'll get my own."
She got up, pretending to get some juice.
Violet didn't suspect anything and kept waiting for Brady. After a while, Oliver showed up. He saw Violet but didn't dare approach with so many people around.
He waited for a chance.
Violet sat for another two minutes, then took a couple of sips of her juice. Less than a minute later, she began to feel dizzy and her vision blurred.
She knew something was wrong. Someone had tampered with her drink.
With her last bit of clarity, Violet tried to stand and find Brady. But before she could move far, Lilian came over and supported her. Violet, alarmed, shouted, "Get away from me!"
Ignoring her protest, Lilian dragged Violet away.
The yacht was big, with lots of guest rooms.
Lilian picked a room, shoved Violet inside, and threw her on the bed. Seeing Violet lying there, vulnerable, Lilian's anger eased a bit.
She smirked, "Violet, you were so proud. Let's see how you like this! Brady won't want you after this."
Lilian laughed.
Oliver walked in, grinning wickedly. "Time to teach Violet a lesson. She's made a fool of me for too long."
He kicked the door shut and started unbuttoning his shirt.
Lilian shamelessly took out her phone to record the scene.
Oliver pounced on the groggy Violet, but despite her weakened state, she was aware of the danger she was in.
With her last bit of strength, she kneed Oliver in his groin, a man's weak spot.
Oliver recoiled in pain and rolled off the bed. Violet, driven by sheer willpower, got up and stumbled out. Lilian tried to grab her.
In a frantic move, Violet seized a nearby vase and threw it at Lilian. Startled, Lilian let go.
Violet fled down the hallway, but the effects of the drug were taking their toll.
Sweat beaded on her forehead and back, and her consciousness was fading. She stumbled into another bedroom, closed the door behind her, and collapsed onto the floor, moaning in discomfort.
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