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Mabel Cooper sternly received the tossed beverage bottle, without any interest in looking at it. Even the naive know what was actually inside the bottle. It was either to make her unconscious, or to awaken her desires.
If she had no other choice, she would rather take the former. However, she knew very well that the likelihood of the latter was far greater. Her eyes, coldly staring at Secretary Lawrence, who she had never realized before was capable of such cunning and audacity.
The closer she was to this crisis, the clearer Mabel Cooper's mind became. She firmly believed that things wouldn't get easier so simply. Because merely sleeping with her won't control her--that would be wishful thinking. She fully anticipated that in Lawrence's bag, there must be at least a DV, camera, or something similar.
