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Chapter 215
Just then, a maid hurried over to Damon, “Mr. Damon, Ms. Jayston suddenly fainted. I couldn’t find Mr. Clark.“”
Hearing this, Damon looked up, his voice cold. “Where is she?”
“She’s upstairs now. Madam Summer and the others are busy with the gues You should go and check on her,” the maid replied.
If it were any other time, Damon would have noticed something was off. Nyla had fainted, so why hadn’t a doctor been called? Instead, they were asking him to check. on her.
However, having drunk the spiked glass of wine Cyrus had given him earlier, Damon felt dizzy and sluggish. He didn’t immediately realize something was amiss.
By the time he noticed, he was already in Clark’s room.
“Mr. Damon, Ms. Jayston is inside,” the maid said.
Damon stopped abruptly, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. “I’ll wait here for the doctor.”
Entering without knowing what was happening could lead to unforeseen consequences.
It was becoming clear to Damon that this was a trap set by Cyrus. He hadn’t anticipated that his elder brother would drug him, especially at their mother’s birthday party.
It seemed Cyrus had become completely ruthless in pursuing his own goals.
The maid, frightened by Damon’s intense gaze, turned pale. “Mr. Damon, Ms. Jayston has been sweating profusely. Maybe you should go in and check on her. The doctor will be here soon…”
Damon sneered and grabbed her by the neck. “Daring to scheme against me in the Sumner household? Do you have a death wish?”
He tightened his grip, making the maid’s face turn ashen. She knew that admitting the truth would not only anger Damon but also bring repercussions from Cyrus.
“Mr–Mr. Damon, what are you saying? I don’t. I don’t understand…” she stammered.
You don’t? Then go and get Cyrus. He should understand! Damon hissed.
Feeling increasingly hot and his wind growing hazy, Damon cursed inwardly.
How much of this drug had Cyrus given him if he stayed here any longer, he might lose all rationality, and who knew what would happen next?
Thinking of this, he shoved the maid aside and tumed toward the stairs
Just as he took a few steps a sharp pain short through his neck.
Cyrus‘ face was icy as he watched Damon collapse. “Get him into the room.”
Cyrus had used the latest aphrodisiac on Damon, one so potent that even the most restrained person wouldn’t be able to resist. Since Nyla was someone Damon had feelings for, Cyrus was confident Damon wouldn’t be able to control himself.
The service staff hurriedly carried Damon into the room and locked the door from the outside
Alright. Go back to work,” Cyrus dismissed them.
With a final glance at the locked door, Cyrus smiled in satisfaction. It was as if he could already see hundreds of millions of dollars coming his way.
Inside the room…..
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