Chapter 1800 Drugged
Rebecca and the man came downstairs after dinner was served. The young man was especially hungry, for he immediately reached out to steal a bite. Alas, Ashton hit him with a fork to stop his action.
The man hissed in pain and was about to lash out when he met Ashton’s dark gaze. At once, he slumped down and hopped toward the bathroom. “Thank you, Mr. Fuller. I shall go wash my hands now.”
Ashton remained silent, and Rebecca didn’t side with either of them. She went to the basement and grabbed a bottle of wine.
Finally, the four of us took our seats. Rebecca’s boyfriend sat beside her, and Ashton took a seat beside me. Though it felt somewhat strange, at least the situation was a harmonious one.
The only problem was that Rebecca wore a foul expression as though she was mad at everyone.
When her boyfriend picked up his fork to begin eating, Rebecca slapped his hand. “Get me two glasses.”
It had been less than ten minutes since he was last stopped from eating. The young man seemed unhappy, but he dared not go against Rebecca. He stood up obediently and trudged away in his slippers to get the wine glasses as requested. The glasses were lined up before her neatly.
Rebecca filled both glasses and placed the cork back into the bottle. She grabbed one glass and gulped the contents down.
Her boyfriend did the same before turning his attention to the food. As his gaze was practically devouring the food, it was clear that he had exercised a lot this afternoon.
After emptying her glass, Rebecca plonked it back to the table. She exhaled loudly before looking up at Ashton.
Soon, she uncorked the wine bottle and refilled the glass. Handing it to Ashton, she jutted her chin out and signaled for him to drink it. “Well?”
Ashton gave no response.
Her brows furrowed up. “Are you looking down on me?”
Hearing that, Ashton took the glass from her. He avoided the area where her lips touched earlier and downed the drink.
“Hmm.” Rebecca narrowed her gaze and grinned icily. She got to her feet and grabbed the glass from him before refilling it for me.
As Ashton had finished his drink, I had no reason to refuse her offer. Thus, I finished the wine in a few swigs.
I then flipped the glass upside down and shook it to show that I didn’t try to trick her.
In Chanaea, one would have to drink during business talks, parties, and even when you were mad at someone.
Just like Ashton had said earlier, Rebecca would feel upset if we were to refuse her drink.
However, instead of burying the hatchet, Rebecca started guffawing in a strange manner. “Hahaha!”
Her bizarre behavior perplexed Ashton and me.
It was then that Rebecca picked up the wine opener and showed us the part that dug into the cork. A tiny mechanism appeared in our gaze.
Shit, we stepped right into her trap!
Ashton was the first to realize what was going on. He slammed the table and stood up, but the drug immediately took effect. Falling back into the chair, he lost consciousness as his head lolled aside.
My gaze turned blurry, so I shook my head hastily to stay awake as long as possible.
One second before I lost consciousness, I realized she had everything planned out the moment she asked me to stay for dinner.
Guilt was her best weapon to gain our trust. When I opened my eyes again, I was still in the dining room.
When I tried moving my limbs, sure enough, I was tied up.
Every dish on the table had been touched. Clearly, Rebecca enjoyed her dinner after Ashton and I passed out.
I turned toward Ashton’s seat, but it was empty.
Where is he?
“You woke up earlier than expected,” Rebecca commented.
I turned toward the living room where the sound came from. Everyone was still there, including the boyfriend, who was playing games nonchalantly. Just like me, Ashton was tied up and tossed on a sofa.
The clock showed that the time was eight twenty. I had passed out for less than two hours.
“Ashton didn’t do anything wrong. If you want to get revenge, come at me.” I went all out. The worst thing that could happen was to die to make up for her past sufferings.
