When Love Turns to Ashes (Beatrice and Caden) novel Chapter 442

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Chapter 442 

“Thank you.” 

Upon hearing such high praise from her idol, Beatrice raised her glass and drank the wine. 

After finishing his drink, Mark went to chat with other designers. 

Beatrice didn’t pay attention either, but a few minutes later, she felt a strange sense of excitement in her body. 

But it wasn’t excitement in that aspect, more like a roller coaster, with the body gradually rising. 

The unfamiliar feeling made Beatrice immediately realize something was wrong as she looked at the empty glass in front of her. 

The pale orange liquid of fruit wine still remained on top. 

Menu 

She propped herself up and looked at Mark again. Through the decorations on the table, he avoided the crowd and raised his glass to her with a subtle smile at the corner of his mouth. 

Beatrice instantly understood what was happening. 

Her heart raced faster and faster due to the excitement, to the point where even her body was somewhat out of control. 

She was really afraid of doing something in public, so she could only secretly get up while everyone was chatting. 

As she walked away from the table, a hand tightly grabbed her arm. 

“Beatrice, what’s wrong? Did you drink too much? Shall I help you get some fresh air?” 

Beatrice looked up and met Mark’s smiling face. 

She opened her mouth to shout Alicia, but found that she produced a strange monotone sound when she spoke. If she opened her mouth again, it would definitely be noticed by others. 

And Alicia was surrounded by several designers, so it was not certain that they could hear her voice. 

She could only grit her teeth and try hard to keep her body away from Mark. 

As soon as she moved, Mark’s grip on her increased slightly, but his tone remained gentlemanly on the surface. 

“We walked.” 

Beatrice could only watch him lead her out of the room, fully conscious. 

Mark did not take her out of the restaurant, but went to the private room at the end of the corridor. 

Beatrice was placed on the chair by him, as her body was out of control and she had no way to resist. She just looked up at the lamp in a daze. 

The feeling inside was like a roller coaster, throwing people up into the sky like a cotton candy, one after another. 

She knew very well that this metaphor was all mixed up, but her mind just thought that way. 

Comfortable and eerie. 

After Mark looked at her for a few moments, he said, “Are you excited? Are you comfortable? You meet my requirements even better than in the photos.” 

Photos?