She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 580

And she even gave Zack a little gift?

Sensing the sudden, dangerous shift in Miles's aura, Zack shook his head at Julian, silently warning him to drop it.

Right on cue, Jade walked over. "Miles."

Zack stepped in. "Ah, Jade. Did you need a word with Miles?"

Jade nodded. Julian and Zack tactfully gave them space, excusing themselves and walking away.

That left only Jade and Miles. Under the dim garden lights, she stood in a thin dress, looking fragile, as if she hadn't slept in days.

She walked over slowly and took the seat opposite him. Her eyes were wide and pitiful, her voice incredibly soft.

"Miles... I'm... I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. About the music conservatory... Wesley was actually the one who told me to do it, but at the end of the day, I'm the one to blame. I should have stopped him."

Miles had zero interest in her excuses. Regardless of the details, she was entirely complicit and had actively participated in the whole charade.

"If you're done talking, leave. Let me have some peace."

Being dismissed so coldly made the dark resentment inside Jade spike to terrifying levels.

Her grip tightened around the small packet of powder hidden in her palm. Tonight, she was absolutely determined to drug him.

And with no one else around, this was the perfect opportunity.

She lowered her posture, her tone gentle and dripping with guilt and self-blame. "Miles, I know nothing I say will make you forgive me. I... I just wanted to personally apologize."

As she spoke, she picked up the bottle, poured a glass of wine, and slid it toward him.

"Miles, let me offer a toast. Once you drink this, I swear I will never bother you again."

Miles was pinching the bridge of his nose and entirely missed her sleight of hand.

Assuming this was simply a farewell drink—and satisfied with her promise to finally leave him alone—he didn't embarrass her by refusing. He raised the glass to his lips.

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, he lowered the glass. His dark eyes locked onto her. "Aside from this incident, is there anything else you've been hiding from me?"

Being stared down by those pitch-black, fathomless eyes threw Jade into a panic. Why would he suddenly ask that?

His gaze felt like it was piercing straight through her sweet, innocent facade, digging directly into her soul.

He raised the glass again and downed the wine in one go.

Watching him drain the glass, a flash of triumphant victory sparked in the corners of Jade's eyes.

"I drank it. Now leave."

"Okay, Miles."

She left briskly, deliberately leaving her clutch behind on the table so she would have the perfect excuse to return.

Within seven or eight minutes of finishing the drink, Miles felt his brain turn incredibly sluggish. The garden lights seemed to sway in his vision. He shook his head, but his sight only grew blurrier.

Seeing that the drug was taking effect, Jade used her excuse to circle back. "Miles, I left my bag."

Miles felt a strange, suffocating heat radiating through his body. He tried to stand up to get some fresh air, but his legs instantly gave out.

As he swayed, Jade immediately swooped in, wrapping her arms around him to prop him up.

"Miles, you must not be able to hold your liquor well. Are you drunk? Come on, let me help you to a guest room to rest."