The beautiful legs under the short skirt were full of temptation. Michael swallowed his saliva. He could not wait to pin this beautiful little vixen down and do it with her on the spot.
Of course, Olivia didn't know that Michael had such a disgusting thought. She picked up the bottle of wine on the table and gulped it down, directly emptying the entire bottle.
Michael immediately clapped his hands, not forgetting to praise her alcohol tolerance. Olivia felt her entire body heat up, and she felt dizzy. Her alcohol tolerance wasn't that bad, and only then did she realize that there was something in the wine. She had been too careless.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Tell me, I'll help you."
A pair of greasy hands reached out, and Olivia subconsciously stepped back and slumped weakly onto the sofa. She then took out her phone and called Paul before losing consciousness.
