Chapter 11 Drugging
"Be gentle! Damn it."
"Sorry, Jeff."
Albert skillfully helped Jefferson treat his abdominal injury. "Jeff, your wound doesn't look deep, so how did it tear so badly?"
Jefferson smirked. With the craziness last night, how could it not tear?
After finishing the treatment, Jefferson stood up and started getting dressed. As soon as he stood up, Albert exclaimed in surprise.
"What happened to your back?"
"Did someone from Neil Larsen do this?"
Jefferson looked at himself in the mirror and saw the scratch marks on his muscular back.
He swatted away Albert's reaching hand. "You idiot."
Albert realized something and his pupils dilated. "Was it a woman who scratched you?"
Jefferson didn't answer.
Albert wasn't deterred by Jefferson's coldness; instead, he became more courageous. "Or was it that girl from the Gentry family?"
"No, wait! Jeff, weren't you just at the Larsen family? How could Elianna be with you at Neil Larsen..."
Jefferson glanced at him.
Albert fell silent, his pupils dilating in an instant.
It was the Elianna of the Larsen family!
He looked at Jefferson with admiration. He knew how to play, indeed. If he was going to play, he played the most thrilling one.
"To dare to scratch even you, she's got quite the courage."
Jefferson put on his coat smoothly and chuckled. "Not much courage, but quite sharp claws."
Albert sneered, "Seems like you're getting addicted, huh?"
Jefferson's gaze swept past the window and said in an indifferent tone. "Just for the thrill of it."
Albert thought to himself, "Well, it seems like they won't be seeing each other again in the future."
Just as they were talking, Jefferson's phone rang.
Only a few people had Jefferson's number, and even fewer dared to disturb him.
Jefferson casually glanced at the screen and his eyes turned cold.
"Thud."
Elianna was thrown onto the floor of the guest room, her vision blurred.
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