Some knew the truth, but it did not bother them. All they wanted was to gain something from Leon.
The woman with a bob haircut chimed in immediately.
"Yeah. Isn't Sean too cynical? Leon has always been loyal. Why would he do such a thing?"
"Yeah." The woman with the twin-tails hairstyle was also scornful. "She's lucky even if she's drugged. Enjoying life with Leon is better than suffering with a peasant like you."
The woman also looked coquettishly at Leon. "Some people don't even have the chance."
Lyla also looked at Sean in confusion.
"What's going on? Sean, make it clear."
Sean did not answer Lyla. He only spoke coldly.
"Alright!"
With that said, Sean forced open Leon's mouth and forced the whiskey down Leon's throat.
Leon was caught off guard by Sean's actions, and Leon's pupils constricted suddenly.
After coughing violently several times, he looked blankly at Sean in front of him, and his cheeks reddened.
"You! How dare you do such a thing to me?"
"I... I..." Leon looked around and grabbed an unopened bottle of whiskey. He flung it at Sean's head. "I'm going to kill you today!"
Sean also kicked Leon.
Leon let out a scream as he flew backward into the couch, falling to the ground with the couch that had fallen apart.
Down feathers flew all around.
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