"Chester..." Misha Evans looked at Chester Yale, slumped on the sofa, her eyes lit up!
She wanted to approach him but feared the drug hadn't taken effect and that Chester might recognize her, so she tentatively called out to him.
Her exquisite phoenix eyes were fixed firmly on the man before her.
Seeing Chester lean on the sofa, pressing a hand to his forehead, his profile showing an unusual flush, her heart immediately quickened with excitement.
The drug was taking effect!
If she waited a little longer, even if she didn't approach, Chester would see her and pounce!
Misha stood still, clenching her hands tightly together, and after a long wait, seeing Chester sitting motionless, she took a few uneasy steps forward.
"Chester, your face is so red, are you alright?" Misha could no longer contain herself, walked over quickly, and reached out to embrace Chester.
The moment her hand touched his shoulder, Chester turned and glared at her.
"Get out!"
