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    “Wait, so I wasn’t just drunkst night? Kern Clifford drugged my drink?” This realization sent a shiver through her. That rified why she couldn’t remember anything from the night before. She made a mental note to be more vignt going forward.


    The thought of Trey, however, added a touch of difort to her already uneasy heart.


    “Did Trey… see anything awkward when he took me back to the hotelst night?”


    “He wouldn’t even consider it!”


    Recalling the events of the previous evening sharpened Brian’s expression, giving him a fierce edge.


    Following their meal, Rachel set out to meet with Samira, while Brian made his way directly to the police station. Upon arriving, he encountered Trey.


    “Why are you here?” Trey’s face clouded over as he spotted Brian.


    “Just here to talk.”


    “If you’re here to keep me away from Rachel, save your breath.”


    Brian, lighting up a cigarette, took a couple of deep puffs before exhaling thick smoke. With a casual lean against the back of his chair, his demeanor was one ofplete disinterest.


    “Rachel was asking about you today. She’s really worried. I let her know you were here, helping in the case against Kern Clifford. How does that sound?”


    Trey’s hands balled into fists, his face betraying no emotion as he fixed his gaze on Brian.


    With a smirk, Brian added, “Maybe I should tell her you’re being investigated for trying to exploit her, and I’m pressing charges?”


    “Don’t even think about it!” Trey shot down the suggestion instantly. Knowing Rachel might distance herself from him, even if she doubted the usations, was too much to bear.


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    “What do you want from me?” Trey demanded, his stare intense. He doubted Brian’s intentions, thinking he might have a hidden agenda.


    “Just quit your job once this project wraps up.”


    “That’s not going to happen.” Trey dismissed the idea tly.


    Brian’sugh was chilling. “Well, I could always bring her here right now. You can exin things to her face to face, or she can just read your statement and the evidence.”


    “Brian, you’re a monster!” Anger red in Trey’s eyes as he confronted Brian. “Fine. You win,” The words were forced through clenched teeth,den with reluctance.


    Later, when Rachel encountered Trey, she asked about the recent developments. “Kern Clifford has confessed to messing with your drink, Rachel.”


    “Seems like you’re exhausted. Everything okay?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.


    “I’m alright. Just a bit exhausted.”


    “Take some time to rest, then.”


    As Trey left, Rachel noticed Ronald approaching quickly.


    In a hushed tone, Ronald said, “Ms. Marsh, Mr. White is running a fever and has been asking for you.”


    “I just saw him and he appeared alright.”


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