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    Gone was any trace of Paige’s elegance. She now sat soaked to the skin, hair dripping and tangled, her dress clinging awkwardly.


    Silence gripped the living room. No one dared to make a sound or challenge Elliana any further.


    Elliana swept the room with a cold re before turning on her heel and walking out.


    Before long, the aphrodisiac Kiara had consumed began to take hold. She was soon overwhelmed with unbearable desire, her cries filled with difort. Her earlier decision to triple the dose just to ruin Elliana now came back with a vengeance, overwhelming her senses and leaving her in misery.


    At that moment, heavy footsteps echoed down the staircase as Darin appeared, irritation etched across his face. “What’s all this noise?”


    Desperation fueled Kiara’s next move as she lunged for his arm, breathless and pleading. “Please, let’s go upstairs. I need you to help—”


    A single nce told Darin everything he needed to know. Watching her unravel, he was instantly reminded of that humiliating night at the Royal Club. Back then, she had schemed against Elliana but had fallen into her own trap, suffering from the effects of the aphrodisiac and ending up drugged at a rundown hotel with strangers. The aftermath saw her ranting online, ming him for everything and calling him impotent, turning his name into a public joke.


    Old anger surged. With a sharp movement, Darin shoved Kiara aside, sending her sprawling to the floor. “Get away from me!” Not bothering to look back, he headed for the door.


    Kiara wasn’t about to give up. She scrambled to grab his leg, begging between sobs. “Don’t leave me like this! Please, I can’t stand it. I’ll lose my mind if you go!”


    A harsh kick freed Darin from her grasp. “Handle your own mess. I don’t care anymore.”


    Cold and resolute, Darin walked out without hesitation.


    Kiara’s cries of pain and despair echoed behind him, filling the house with her misery.


    Still reeling from the impact, Paige blinked herself back to awareness and rushed to Kiara’s side. “Mom, what do we do? Should I call an escort for you?”


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    Kiara shook her head fiercely, jaw clenched. “Absolutely not. If your father ever finds out, he’ll leave me in a heartbeat.”


    Worrying beads of sweat broke out on Paige’s forehead. “Then I’ll get you to a hospital!”


    That suggestion only made Kiara grit her teeth harder. “No hospital, either. Your father’s reputation means everything to him. If someone recognizes us there and the news spreads, he’ll be humiliated and leave me for good.”


    With both options ruled out, Paige stood frozen in confusion. Realizing Kiara was about topletely unravel, she made a quick decision and shoved Kiara into the bathroom. “Take a cold shower, Mom. It’s all we can do!”


    The door clicked shut and locked, trapping Kiara inside.


    Not much time passed before the house filled with desperate, mortifying wails.


    Outside, Elliana lingered on her motorcycle, a satisfied grin curling her lips as she heard Kiara’s cries. Her reason for targeting Kiara with the soup instead of Paige was deliberate. If Paige had been affected, she might have found an escort in secret or even run to Ran, but Kiara was trapped. Given the fallout with Darin, it was obvious he wouldn’t touch Kiara again, and Kiara was far too afraid of losing everything to risk another affair. She had no choice but to suffer through it. This was truly a case of being hoisted by one’s own petard!


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