Brittany let out a fierce roar, resembling a wild beast unleashed. Lost any semblance of composure.
“Nikki, what’s the matter? You didn’t drug him?” Edith narrowed her eyes, her expression tinged with a hint of harshness.
Her special concoction, unyielding to anyone below the grandmaster rank.
“He was drugged, I laced the wine.” Nikki replied in quick succession.
She, too, pondered over why Dustin seemed unaffected after imbibing the alcohol. Still so full of life.
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