Eliza was on the phone for over half an hour. By the time she returned to the private room, Camille was still entangled in a passionate kiss with her young boy
toy.
Their clothes were in disarray.
But Camille was clearly more rational than the boy. She pushed him away at the right moment, straightened her clothes, and said, “I have business to discuss with President Grant. Go entertain yourself outside. Order whatever you want to drink–it’s on me.”
“No, put it on my tab,” Eliza quickly interjected.
After all, she was the host–it was only proper she fulfilled her role as such.
‘Go on.” Camille smiled as she sent the boy off, then lazily picked up her glass and turned to Eliza. “Youth is truly wasted on the young–so much stamina, all day long.”
Eliza was used to Camille’s wild, unfiltered mouth.
Most of the time, she just smiled and said nothing.
But occasionally, she’d respond.
This one seems younger than the last.”
Mm, this one just turned twenty.” Camille lit a slim lady’s cigarette and took a slow drag.
liza did the math in her head.
This time, he was 22 years younger.
Camille seemed to read her mind and smiled. “We met each other at the peak of our cravings–perfect match, don’t you think?”
liza didn’t know how to respond to that.
Juckily, a server came in with more drinks, and Eliza used the toast as an excuse to change the subject.
Camille had never questioned Eliza’s professional abilities. She knew Eliza had everything under control, so she never asked about the project.
After finishing her cigarette, she stubbed it out and asked, “I heard President Young is getting engaged?”
Jiza thought for a moment. “If even President Moore has heard about it, then it’s probably true.”
Camille stared at her, as if trying to see through her. “What do you think about it?”
T1 watch with my eyes.”
Camille laughed. “Seeing that you’re not affected puts me at ease. Men are everywhere–no need to dwell on the past. Even if he comes crawling back, don’t turn
around.”
‘President Moore, you’re overthinking. He won’t come back, and I never planned to look back.”
That was Eliza’s most honest thought.
“Exactly! That’s the spirit! Giving one man twenty chances is nothing compared to giving twenty men one chance each If you can’t find one good man, find a lot of men. It’s like keeping a fish–when it dies, you’re heartbroken hut if you keep a whole pond of fish, you won’t even notice when one dies. Expand your horizons, let quantity build quality. As long as you’re surrounded by men, you’ll never be without one.”
Eliza had no idea where Camille learned all these toxic motivational quotes.
But upon reflection, she figured Camille must have gone through many dark times to rely on such poisonous self help slugans again and again.
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Eliza didn’t have any toxic mantras–she relied purely on her own stubborn courage.
Just like when she had once loved Calvin without hesitation.
she had the strength to love him-
And the strength to bury that love.
The server came in again, saying the drinks were sent by the young man from earlier.
Camille chuckled. “Not bad, he goes out to play but still remembers his sugar mama. He’s got a conscience.”
hey drank a while longer. Eliza began to feel the alcohol.
Jormally, this amount wouldn’t affect her.
But tonight, her mind felt foggy, and her body burned with heat.
amille was clearly feeling it too. She tugged at her collar uncomfortably and called her boy toy, telling him to come back quickly.
le was obedient and arrived within minutes.
he moment he stepped in, Camille clung to him.
le laughed. “Miss me again, sis?”
liza figured it was time to leave. She stood up, saying she needed some air, and gave the two some privacy.
he planned to go to the restroom, splash some water on her face, and then call Sadie to pick her up.
ut the moment she entered the restroom, someone covered her mouth and nose from behind.
pungent smell filled her nostrils.
efore she could even struggle, Eliza blacked out.
leanwhile-
ledea was on her way.
he had already called Baxter and Gideon–both said they’d arrive soon.
f course, Calvin would be there too.
onight, Calvin was having dinner with Grayson at the Young family home, so they hadn’t come together.
ut when Medea called, he agreed immediately–said he’d come after dinner and told her to start drinking with Gideon and the others.
ist as she neared the dub, Vivian sent her a message:
Sitting back and waiting for the show to begint
hose few simple words sent a thrill through Medea
fter sending the message, Vivian double checked with her friend: “You’re sure this is foolproof?”
Absolutely certain. That’s Indian grade stuff. Even the most virtuous woman will turn into a slut under its effect
Vivian believed her. This friend of hers was notorious for dabbling in shady substances and had used them to take advantage of many women.
Never failed.
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Besides, they had given Eliza double the dose.
Jnless Eliza dropped dead on the spot, there was no way she could resist the drug’s effects.
And remember, record everything!” Vivian emphasized.
Iadn’t Eliza used her apology video as leverage?
low, she’d return the favor–record her in a compromising video and keep it as blackmail.
Whenever Eliza annoyed her or she was in a bad mood, she’d release the video online.
et her be humiliated. Let her never be able to show her face in public again!
1st imagining Eliza kneeling before her, sobbing and begging for mercy, made Vivian feel vindicated.
ll the anger she had swallowed from Eliza would finally be avenged.
Already arranged. Nothing will go wrong,” the friend assured.
1 truth, he had other thoughts about Eliza–she was stunning, and he hadn’t had a chance with anyone that beautiful. It was hard to resist.
ut he knew Vivian despised her. If he voiced his desires, he might offend her.
or the sake of continuing to enjoy the perks of being in Vivian’s circle, he had to suppress his urges.
e’d just make a private copy of the video later–something to enjoy on his own.
1 a dimly lit room-
Liza’s body burned as if on fire.
er thoughts and rationality had shut down–only primal instinct remained, driven by the drug.
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