In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 586

What does he mean?

I stare blankly at Mike, not knowing what to do.

It is heroin, if I'm right.

Frances’ gaze darkens as he scowls at the bag and swallows hard.

He is obviously nervous.

Who else cannot be nervous when facing this?

"Mike, I don't think it's a good idea. They never took that before."

Hilda shakes her head, smiling to decline. Worry overflows from her eyes.

Generally, drug dealers don't take drugs. Knowing how terrifying it can be, how will they immerse themselves in it?

I can't even imagine how horrible I will get if I become a drug addict.

My body trembles despite myself and I cringe in Linda's direction.

Linda's brow is knitted and she forces out a smile. "There are so many ways to show good faith. And money is the straightest way of all. Why must we employ such a way that pleases no one?" She says to Mike.

"No. It pleases me. And whatever pleases me is the best way." Mike gently shakes the wine glass and says indifferently.

He doesn't care at all about who will take the drug.

"My man can't take that. I heard drug would affect men's sexual performance. Hilda will be happy to do it."

She points at Hilda and pretends she feels sorry for losing this opportunity.

Hilda is shocked. She probably doesn't expect Linda will give up so easily.

But only I know that she never strives for it.

Hilda looks at Frances and then at the bag on the table. She must be struggling.

Or she is weighing whether Frances or the money matters more.

In the end, her gaze is fixed on the bag of white powder.

I know she has made her decision.