After the Affair Falling into a Billionaire's Arms novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192

Jannine shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face. “Ms. Forbes, please don’t send me away. I’ll die, I really will. Please

help me…”

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“I don’t know if Saul would kill you,” Louisa scoffed, “but if you anger Mr. Tudor any further, you won’t even know what kill you. Get out!

When Jannine still wouldn’t move, Louisa grew tired of arguing.

She grabbed the woman’s thin arm and simply dragged her toward the door, ignoring her increasingly loud sobs.

At the villa’s main door, Louisa pushed her outside. “Enough. You can drop the act now,” she said impatiently, her head throbbing from

the noise.

Jannine trembled, looking up with red–rimmed eyes. “Ms. Forbes, please have mercy. If I go back like this, Mr. McCarthy will throw me to those men. I know you’re a good person. Please help me…” She reached for Louisa’s arm.

Stepping aside to avoid her touch, Louisa asked deliberately, “And how exactly would you like me to help you?”

Jannine’s eyes lit up like she’d found salvation. “Ms. Forbes, I knew you were kind–just like Shirley. I understand that neither of you really wants to sleep with your boss.

“I promise, if you help me this once, when I become Mr. Tudor’s mistress, we can both serve him together. I’ll even put in good words for you. We’ll do whatever you say.”

Louisa was completely speechless. After years in the corporate world, she was no stranger to workplace politics and power dynamics.

Many arrangements were mutual–each party getting what they wanted. But what Saul and Jannine were doing–this forced selling, this doorstep delivery–was truly despicable, shameless, and low.

Suppressing her disgust, Louisa asked, “Your offer is certainly tempting. But what exactly do you want me to do? Take you back to Mr. Tudor’s bed? You should know he’s not interested in you. Even if I brought you back, he’d just throw you out again.”

“No, he won’t,” Jannine immediately shook her head. “I saw Mr. Tudor drink that water. The drug just hasn’t taken effect yet. In twenty minutes at most, when it kicks in, he absolutely won’t be able to resist.”

At this point, Jannine no longer bothered hiding her experienced nature and ambition.

Louisa’s expression changed dramatically. Water? Her mind flashed back to the bottle that woman had been carrying on their way home. She’d found it strange at the time.

After returning to the villa, she’d checked Julian’s room for anything suspicious but had completely overlooked the water bottle on the

table.

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No wonder Julian had seemed so strange when she first went downstairs. The drug must have already been taking effect.

Without another thought, she shoved Jannine outside with disgust. “Go tell Saul congratulations. He’s now completely offended the Tudor

Tamily. As for you, good luck with whatever happens next.”

The sudden change in her tone frightened Jannine,

“Ms. Forbes, please don’t tell Mr. Tudor. 1- Jannine’s tears fell on command.

“Get out!” With that, Louisa slammed the door shut.

She’d thought Jannine was an innocent flower, but the woman was rotten to the core.

Even speaking to her another second would have felt like contaminating herself.

Now she needed to check on Julian. Instead of heading upstairs immediately, she went to the kitchen.

Thankfully, there were ice cubes in the freezer. She filled a large bucket and carried it upstairs.

Before going to his room, she returned to her own to call Cedric, who answered groggily, “Ms. Forbes? Why this late?”

Louisa didn’t beat around the bush. “Does our resort have any antidotes for aphrodisiacs?”

The shocking question jolted Cedric fully awake.

“We’re supposed to have them,” he replied urgently, “but since the resort isn’t officially open yet, we haven’t stocked all those specific

items.”

“Then how long will it take if we get them from a hospital?” Louisa asked.

“I can have the hospital send them directly, saving us a trip down the mountain. But even then, it would take two hours to get up here. Ms. Forbes, what’s happened?”

Louisa didn’t answer his question, glancing instead at the bucket of ice.

Julian had incredible self–control. With this ice and his willpower, surely he could hold out for two hours?

There was no time to think furthur. “Don’t ask questions. Just get the medicine here as quickly as possible. Don’t waste time.”

Her tone made Cedric realize something serious had happened to Julian. “I’ll bring it over the moment it arrives,” he promised.

“Thank you.” Louisa hung up and carried the ice bucket to Julian’s room.

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His room remained dimly lit and eerily quiet. He hadn’t gone to bed–probably considering it tainted by Jannine’s presence.

Instead, he was reclining on the sofa by the window, eyes closed, one hand supporting his forehead. His black robe draped to the floor, the collar open to reveal a large expanse of his chest.

The belt around his waist hung loose, as if one tug would undo it completely…

What a sensual sight. Louisa felt her breathing grow unsteady.

She averted her eyes and approached him. “Mr. Tudor, they drugged your water. Are you… feeling unwell?”

No response.

Looking closer at his expression, he seemed relatively normal. Had the drug not taken effect yet? Or was he fighting it?

Uncertain, she tentatively reached out to check his temperature. Before she could touch his forehead, he grabbed her wrist.

With one slight pull, he brought her down to sit on his lap.

Louisa startled. No need to check his temperature now. The heat radiating from his body was enough to scorch her.

The drug’s effects were clearly worse than she’d imagined.

“Mr. Tudor,” she said quickly, “just hold on a little longer. I’ve called for medicine from the hospital. It’s on its way. Just hold on.”

Julian slowly opened his eyes at the sound of her voice.

Perhaps it was the dim lighting, but his eyes seemed shrouded in darkness–staring at her with an intense, dangerous, almost otherworldly gaze… as if he might devour her whole.

Louisa’s breathing grew completely erratic, her heart racing involuntarily.

Before she could gather her thoughts, his low, husky voice whispered in her ear, “I can’t hold on anymore. What should I do?”

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