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    The elderly man. Just yesterday, as Elena was leaving, Darren had casually imed to have information about her mentor, hardly expecting her to believe him.


    Darren sneered, “You thought you were clever. But look at you now, fooled by me. Just so you know, the wine you’ve been drinking? It’sced with a drug that would make even the most reserved woman lose control.”


    Heughed victoriously, eagerly anticipating the drug’s effects on Elena.


    Yet, Elena remainedposed. She had doubted Darren’s knowledge but needed to confirm it. Now certain he knew nothing of value, she was ready to end their meeting.


    With calm confidence, Elena said, “Here’s a twist for you. The wine you sipped is spiked as well. Enjoy the experience that’s about to unfold.”


    At that moment, there was a knock at the door. Elena rose to answer it. A broad-shouldered man entered the room. Elena nodded to him and prepared to leave.


    Darren reached out to stop her but was suddenly overwhelmed by an intense burning sensation, as if his skin was on fire, itching wildly and uncontrobly.


    Ovee by the fiery itching, Darren copsed onto the couch.


    Elena closed the door behind her, leaving Darren to his loud, desperate cries for help, now muffled by the sealed room.


    Elena emerged from the private room and immediately collided with Theo.


    Theo recognized her at once, his eyes lighting up as he eximed, “It’s you!”


    Elena, unwilling to engage, brushed past him, but Theo was persistent. Leaving his friends behind, he hurried after her, pleading, “Elena, don’t go just yet.”


    As Theo reached out to grab her arm, he abruptly pulled back, meeting her frosty stare.


    Elena’s voice was sharp, her patience thinning. “What do you want?”


    Theo chuckled, breaking the tension, though his smile didn’t reach his eyes. “Can’t I simply say hello? We’ve bumped into each other. Why not spend some time together?”


    Elena’s retort was swift and biting. “Are we even close?”


    Undeterred, Theo shrugged nonchntly. “Not now, but who says we can’t be, after hanging out?”


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    With an icy re, Elena snapped, “Leave me alone.”


    Theo’s determination didn’t falter. Wesley had been a thorn in his sidetely, and winning over Elena, the object of Wesley’s affection, seemed like perfect retaliation.


    Karen had been talking about Elena incessantly, and it wasn’t just Wesley who admired her. His grandfather, too, seemed unusually taken with Elena. That stubborn old man had barred his family from his home for years, yet showed a peculiar preference for her.


    At first, Theo’s interest in Elena had waned after her previous rebuff, but today’s chance meeting reignited his resolve. Winning Elena could serve multiple purposes: not only vex Wesley but might also charm his grandfather enough to regain favor and be weed back home. It was an opportunity too good to pass up.


    Theo pushed for a warm approach, his tone light and hopeful. “What do you feel like doing? We can head somewhere else.”


    Seeing that subtlety was lost on him, Elena chose to cut straight to the chase. “Let’s not waste time—I’m not into you, Theo.”


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