After Aria has taken the drink, Layla dragged her to the dance floor.
Aria felt uncomfortable being around sweaty bodies and seeing Layla dancing seductively with a stranger made her stomach turn.
Even though Layla was dancing, her eyes were focused on Aria; she frowned when she saw that Aria's eyes were still clear and nothing was happening to her.
Didn't that idiot put what I asked him to mix with the drink? Why hasn't she started to feel dizzy?
Layla pushed the man she was dancing with away and grabbed Aria's hand, leading her to the restroom, which was quieter, but a little music could still be heard.
Aria forcefully removed her hand from Layla's and snapped, "Stop dragging me around."
"Aren't you feeling dizzy?" Layla asked, ignoring Aria's anger.
Aria, who was massaging her wrist, which Layla had held tightly, froze and looked at her, "Am I supposed to feel dizzy? Is that why you brought me here, to drug me?"
