Chapter 875 The Casino Part Seven
Steven was stumped.
“Is he or is he not?” Natalie pressed on with knitted brows.
“How did you know that he’s not in Dellmoor?” Steven threw the question back at her.
“Answer me first, where did he go?” Natalie felt the answer emerge in her mind. Has he come?
“Samuel has indeed left Dellmoor. Soon after you were gone, he traveled to Greenview.” Steven didn’t feel like revealing it at first, but Natalie’s pressure caused him to be upfront with her. “He has gone there with Luna, as Greenview is her hometown. He wanted to offer condolences over Luna’s recently deceased grandpa, and also to discuss their marriage with the Garcia family.”
Upon hearing Steven’s words, Natalie’s gaze darkened at once.
What am I harboring hopes for? Am I hoping that he can’t bring himself to leave me and then follow me here?
She was certain that Steven wasn’t in cahoots with Samuel. Hence, he wouldn’t hide anything from her nor lie to her on purpose.
There’s only one other explanation. He has really gone to Greenview with Luna.
Sensing how unsettled Natalie was over the line, Steven added in a remorseful tone, “I-I shouldn’t have told you that, should I?”
“No.” Natalie got a grip of her emotions and replied with a smile, “Your words woke me up. Or else, I might still be lost in my dreams.”
“I—”
“Enough.” Natalie’s smile deepened. “It’s a rare occasion for me to ditch the children and have some personal time. So let’s not talk about the sad stuff. Anyway, I want to enjoy now. Bye.”
Just as she spoke, Natalie ended the call before Steven could react.
Heaving a sigh, Natalie raised her cocktail glass and finished it in one gulp.
“Give me another one,” she ordered the young bartender.
However, as time went on, she felt a burning sensation in her body that made her extremely thirsty.
Despite gulping down a lot of water to moisten her throat, it was no help at all to her intensifying thirst and growing heat in her body.
Initially, she assumed it was just the effects of the alcohol. But when she felt a tingling sensation as if millions of ants were crawling on her skin, she was jolted by a sudden realization.
This isn’t alcohol at all! My drink has been spiked!
Supporting herself with her hand on the bar, Natalie planned to leave before the situation got worse. Or else, her safety would be compromised once the person who spiked her drink got to her.
Just as she stood up and turned around, she bumped into a man’s muscular chest.
“Mmm.”
The moment their skin touched, albeit accidentally, she couldn’t help but let out a mesmerizing moan.
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