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Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 1743

Chapter 1743 Poisoned

His words instantly set off alarm bells in Evan’s and Nicole’s heads. Was he poisoned while he was talking just now? The same thing happened to one of the poisoned victims.

Casting his gaze upward, Evan realized that Jeremy just happened to be standing under a large tree with thick foliage.

The person we saw earlier must have poisoned Jeremy, and they had been hiding on the tree.

A sense of dread crept into his heart as he regarded the thick canopy above them with narrowed eyes.

“Everyone, look down and shut your mouth! Retreat now!” he barked sharply in a voice that brooked no argument.

The urgency in his tone had the others realize the gravitas of the situation. Therefore, they complied at once and hastily retreated in the direction of the cabin.

Abandoning their plan for a recon mission, both Jeremy and Jensen followed suit and went with the rest. Unfortunately, moments later, Jeremy started to feel unwell. He stopped in his tracks, sweating profusely. “Hot… It’s so hot…”

Catching sight of his action, the others, too, halted in their tracks.

“Jeremy, are you okay?”

“I-I’m burning up… It feels as if I’m being roasted.” Jeremy groaned, clawing at his shirt that was already soaking with sweat. “No, I can’t take it anymore. I… I want to take my clothes off.”

Draven turned to look at Evan and said decisively, “Mr. Seet, please leave with Mrs. Seet and Mr. Juan first. I’ll stay behind with Jeremy.”

“No!” Juan protested loudly, determined to fight alongside them. “Daddy and Mommy can go first. I want to stay behind too!”

All of a sudden, Evan felt that something was off. The instant he heard the sound of rustling leaves overhead, a cold light gleamed in his dark orbs. If we don’t get out of here now, more of us will be poisoned.

“Carry him, and let’s go!” he ordered.

At his order, Jensen hoisted Jeremy up, and the group continued their retreat as quickly as possible.

Draven seemed to have perceived danger, so he deliberately slowed his steps and fell behind the group. Once everyone was further away from him, he whipped out several daggers and sent them flying to the surrounding trees in the blink of an eye.

In that split second, tree branches fell to the ground while two figures, clad in green to camouflage with the tree’s crown, darted away and disappeared into the distance.

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