In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 565

“How about having a drink?”

I smile at him.

Luckily he doesn’t refuse it.

I’m finally relieved. As I pouring for him, I take out the drug from my bag and put it in the glass.

Mindy gave me the drug earlier in case of emergency, and now it’s the time.

I have to admit that Mindy’s foresight saves me.

I bring the wine over and he drinks it in one go without any suspect.

After that, he starts to tease me and flirt with me.

Of course, I don’t understand most of his words.

I just nod and smile quietly, counting down the time for him to faint.

Mindy told me that the drug has a strong effect.

Barring accident, he should be fainted as expected in one minute.

The man really has a strong body. He still stands on his feet after one minute.

But obviously there is a twist in his tongue.

He shakes his head and staggers towards me.

I hold my breath and withdraw back step by step.

In the end, when he is one step away from me, he falls down with a thump.

I heave a sigh and lean against the wall sadly. My heart is still unsettled.

As it turns out, without Frances, it’s hard for me to protect myself.

My phone rings in my bag. It’s a call from Mindy.

I pick up the phone and speak breathlessly.

“Hello, Mindy?”

“Jane, are you all right? Did that man do anything bad to you?”

She sounds anxious.

If she were in the United States now, she would rush here directly with weapons.

“I’m fine. I have your drug which I have put in his wine. Now he’s sleeping dead, so I’ll be fine.”

I reply quietly to soothe her anxiety.

“You use all?”

Mindy sounds surprised at the other end of the phone.

I don’t care Hilda’s attitude towards the thing tonight.

I only care about Frances.

“I have no interest in what Hilda would do. I only want to know news about Frances. Mindy, if there is bad news of him, you can’t lie to me.”

“All right. You may rest assured.”

Helplessly, she promises me.

Nothing particular happened in the next few days.

However, on the third day, looking at the man still lying on the ground, I really find it hard to explain what happened.

At the moment, there is a knock at the door.

Nobody has ever knocked my door since I came here.

Who could it be?

I open the door on the alert and meet an innocent child’s face.

It’s a little girl who’s about seven or eight years old. She’s so cute, and my vigilance disappears instantly.

She raises her hands high and gives me an envelope.

“Hello, are you Ms. Jane Noyes? This is your invitation.”