Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 1007

Darryl did not bother to say anything more; he looked at Lindsay and asked coldly, " Where is Donoghue?"

"There is no need to rush." Lindsay laughed. Her seductive face had hints of fury. "The Prime Minister had something personal to handle. He might be delayed. So he made me come and serve you first. Please wait a few more moments; he will be here soon."

Lindsay laughed lightly. Donoghue would not be there for some time because he was already on the way to the Carter family to kill all of them!

Lindsay's mission was to stall Darryl so that she could buy him some time—the longer, the better!

Clap! Clap!

Lindsay clapped a few times lightly, and a few strong men behind her walked forward.

They had a jar of wine and some jade cups.

The three brothers looked at each other,' What games is she playing?"

"The Prime Minister has told me that there is a saying in the World Universe—be courteous first before the war," Lindsay said with a smile. "He also said that despite having a perpetual grudge against you, he still respects your strength, so he wants to salute you with this cup of wine. I guess Alliance Master Darby would not be too petty to reject it, right?”

Her men already poured the wine and handed it to Darryl.

The air was filled with the wine's strong

aroma.

"F*ck you!" Dax yelled as he lifted his hands and spilled the wine. He glared at Lindsay and said coldly, "Cut it out. Get Donoghue here and fight us!"

Lindsay did not say anything; a hint of mischievousness flashed across her seductive face.

"Darryl, there is something wrong with the wine!" Debra said with a frown.

Debra could feel her body go soft; she could not use her strength at all. She could not release the internal energy in her body; it was as if her elixir field had been suppressed. It was a sign of being poisoned.

It was apparent that the wine was drugged; it was also a poison that did not need to be consumed. As long as one had a whiff of it, then one would be poisoned.

Debra felt her legs buckled; she could barely stand firm.

'What? The wine is poisonous?'

The people below the platform were in an uproar.