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The two women had a difficult time bringing Alex up to the Master bedroom. Along the way, Alex was unresponsive and sometimes delirious.
"Hmmm... It's hot..." Alex kept tugging his necktie. He felt that his body was on fire, beads of sweat kept rolling off his forehead and back.
Francesca looks at her husband on the bed. Although he was drugged, he still has the strength to take off his coat. She smiled at him, feeling the excitement on her heart. To avoid suspicions earlier, she drank a glass of wine earlier. So she too was under the influence of the drug, just not as heavy as Alex.
"You may go." Francesca nodded to Beverly. Beverly bowed and silently left. Tonight, there was only her and Alex inside the Mansion aside from the guards on the main gates.
