Chapter 980
As an unserious scion of a wealthy family, drinking was no big deal for Brady.
He picked up the two glasses of wine on the table and downed them in one go.
Camilla's eyes suddenly narrowed. 'Why are there two glasses of wine here? Are they left by someone who was sitting here before, or have they been brought in by a waiter earlier?'
Camilla stared at Brady, finding his cheeks visibly flush.
"Camilla, you are so beautiful."
Brady suddenly moved a bit closer, his breath with smelling of alcohol, hitting Camilla's face. Being this close, he felt Camilla looked even more beautiful.
A sudden surge of desire swept through his lower abdomen, as if it was burning him up entirely. Though he was reckless, he would never force a woman.
"Camilla, there's something wrong with this wine!" Brady clutched his abdomen and struggled to get the words out.
Camilla had already suspected something was wrong with the wine. She picked up the two empty glasses and took a light sniff.
The smell of the wine was mixed with a strong, peculiar fragrance. It was clearly an aphrodisiac!
Just as she was about to speak, she felt Brady quickly move closer and grab her shoulder.
She said coldly, "Let go!"
"Camilla, I can't control myself." He couldn't resist reaching out his hand again. "You should leave, Camilla. Just bring me any woman from outside."
Camilla remained silent.
"Miss Brooks, she's my ex-girlfriend." Brady restrained himself from pouncing on Camilla and spoke with difficulty, "Tell her I want to get back together. She'll definitely come to help me out of this mess!"
Camilla tugged at the corner of her mouth, "She's only eighteen."
"But she's the only woman here today that I've had sex with." Brady's face grew redder. "Camilla, didn't you put the aphrodisiac in the wine? No way, you actually..."
"Shut up!"
Camilla glanced at him. "There's a bathroom inside. Go take a cold shower."
"Camilla, a shower won't help with this." Brady had already started taking off his shirt. "I really can't hold it in."
Camilla stared at him. "Really?"
Brady nodded. Camilla stepped forward.
"Camilla, do you really like me?" Brady was pleasantly surprised, "Why didn't you say earlier?"
Camilla raised her hand and struck the back of Brady's neck hard. Brady's eyes rolled back, and he passed out immediately.
Camilla kicked him. Seeing no reaction, she dragged him into the bathroom, filled the tub with cold water, and threw him in.
In early summer weather, soaking in cold water for a while wouldn't catch a cold.
Camilla closed the bathroom door and leisurely walked back to the living room. She noticed the two empty wine glasses on the coffee table and gave a slight curl of her lips.
Twenty minutes later, voices could be heard in the hallway outside the room.
"The party is almost over. Mon, you should take a break first." Samantha's voice came.
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