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    Elena nodded in confirmation. She admitted to herself that she had been too careless this time, mistakenly assuming the drug was in the wine when it had actually been on the ss. The Reed family had spared no expense, opting for a powerful and undetectable aphrodisiac sourced from the ck market—colorless, tasteless, and with dyed effects.


    Those affected by the drug would not realize their predicament until symptoms like weakened limbs, clouded judgment, and overwhelming desire took hold.


    Such substances were rare, and Elena wondered how the Reeds had managed to procure them. But this time, she had definitively severed all ties with them. They had brazenly plotted against her, and given her nature, retribution was inevitable. A cold spark flickered in her gaze.


    Wesley remained silent beside her, absentmindedly twisting his ring.


    It was clear that the Reeds were on the verge of facing severe consequences.


    The car pulled into Hillside Manor.


    Felix carefully broke the silence. “Mr. Spencer, we’ve arrived at our destination.”


    The partition between the driver and the backseat began to retract, creating a clear gap between the two upants.


    Felix exhaled in relief, his imagined worst-case scenario averted and his bonus intact. Both Wesley and Elena looked wless, showing no sign of the ordeal they had endured.


    As they approached the Harper estate, the butler noticed Wesley’s car and promptly informed Alexander and Jolie.


    Alexander and Jolie arrived at the entrance just as the car door opened. Wesley’s strides were confident as he carefully helped Elena out of the vehicle.


    Alexander’s expression tightened, his tone grave. “What happened to Elena?”


    Gently settling Elena onto a sofa, Wesley exined, “She’s been drugged and is temporarily weak.”


    The news that their daughter had beenpromised caused Alexander’s and Jolie’s faces to darken.


    With a cold edge to his voice, Alexander asked, “Who is responsible?”


    Wesley nced at Elena with a stoic expression before replying, “The Reed family.”


    “The Reed family from Foiclens?” Jolie gasped in disbelief. She was outraged that the Reeds would target Elena again, clearly having learned nothing from their previous reprimand.


    Alexander ced his hands on Jolie’s shoulders, his face serious, yet he kept his thoughts to himself in Wesley’s presence. With formality, he expressed his gratitude. “Mr. Spencer, thank you for escorting Elena home.”


    Wesley dismissed the thanks. “There’s no need,” and promptly turned to leave.


    Jolie’s concern was immediate. “Elena, are you all right? Do you want me to call the family doctor?”


    Elena quickly intervened to stop her mother. “There’s no need, Mom. I’m just a little weak. Some rest will fix me.” The toxins were still working their way out of her system.


    Jolie’s worry lingered.


    Elena reassured her, “Mom, remember, I’m a healer. I’ve examined myself, and everything’s under control.”


    Alexander added, “Jolie, let’s take Elena’s advice and not disturb her. A bit of sleep is exactly what she needs.”


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