However, Harry held Kylie back and said with a smirk, "Haha, I'm very happy that you have agreed to work with me.”
Offering her a glass of wine that was untouched, he smiled cunningly. "Come, let's toast to the success of our cooperation.”
However, Kylie declined, "I'm sorry, I don't drink. Perhaps, next time!"
With a darkened expression, Harry insisted coldly, "If you don't drink, you're not showing any sincerity for our cooperation at all."
"Only if you're humoring me and not serious about our cooperation would you be unwilling to have that drink."
Meanwhile, Kylie couldn't help but feel intimidated when she saw Harry's upset expression and the muscle-bound men around him.
Hence, she quickly added, "No, no, I sincerely do want to work with you. Very well, I'll just toast this once."
Deep down, Kylie had a feeling that there was something amiss with the drink.
If she drank it, she might be at risk of swallowing poison.
If she didn't, Harry would see through her ruse and she was afraid they would physically harm her.
Having no other option, she forced herself to clink glasses with Harry.
As she tilted her head to drink, she lamented in her heart. Nathan, where are you? Why are you still not here? I'm running out of time.
After she finished the wine, she grabbed her bag and turned to leave.
After just one step, her head started to spin before she collapsed onto the sofa.
The wine she drank was indeed spiked.
As her heart sank, tears started rolling down her eyes in despair.
Despite the fact that she was still conscious, she couldn't feel her limbs.
In a trembling voice, she said, "You spiked the wine...”
Grinning diabolically, Harry sneered, "Haha, do you think I'm an idiot? As if I didn't know you were lying to me just so you could get away."
"Not going to happen!"
Kylie asked in panic, "What are you going to do?"
Laughing cunningly, Harry replied, "Of course, we are going to get intimate. I'll also have my subordinate film us."
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