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Chapter 187 So, Last Night, You

Chapter 187 So, Last Night, You

How did I end up back at the Bennett villa, in my own room? Wasn't I at the karaoke bar with Beowulf and the others, singing and enjoying the night?

"Am I dreaming?" Isabel wondered aloud, almost reaching for her phone to check the time.

But before she could, the phone suddenly rang

She glanced at the screen, and it showed Beowulf's name.

If this was a dream, it was incredibly lifelike,

This can't be a dream.

"Hello?"

"Boss, how are you feeling? Better?" Beowulf's voice came through, laced with concern.

"I'm alright. I just had a bit too much to drink. My head's still a little heavy. But how did I end up here at the Bennetts' house? Wasn't I with you guys last night?" Beowulf immediately understood what had happened,

"Boss, you passed out again! You can't handle alcohol like you used to!" he laughed lightly before getting to the point. "We were a bit lost when you went to the bathroom and didn't come back. Seff called you, but then..." "Then what?" Isabel asked, still confused about what had transpired.

"Then we heard the Bennett guy answering. He said...

Mm?" Isabel lifted an eyebrow. "What did he say?"

"He mentioned that you were already asleep and asked us not to disturb his wife while she was resting. After that, Seff just ended up getting himself drunk," Beowulf said.

Isabel fell silent for a moment, her face unreadable.

She massaged her temples, her mind trying to recall the details.

Gradually, bits and pieces of the previous night started to resurface.

It appeared that, because of her sour mood, a few drinks had made her feel lightheaded and unsteady. She had then come up with an excuse to head to the bathroom, hoping to wash her face and clear her mind. But after that.

Kaleb!

The memory of Kaleb's face immediately flooded her thoughts, and a wave of disgust washed over her.

"I remember now!" Isabel exclaimed.

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the spinning in her head. It was where Kaleb had been. After some back and forth, she'd apparently lost

details blurred again, and her memory

that Xander had

drifted as she tried to recall

she quickly realized that Xander must have been the one to bring her

how exactly he had managed it, but

thought, Beowulf's

tell me that guy from

her tone firm. "Xander

had always been professional and respectful. She

seemed intact,

Xander wasn't

night. Don't worry about

let Seff know so

call ended, Isabel put her phone aside and

as a sharp ache

back, confused. What is going

only part of her body hurting-her legs felt numb, and her stomach wasn't

either.

discomfort felt ...

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stepped out, but as soon as her feet

same strange sensation in

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sort through her thoughts, a deep and soothing

prepare truffle bisque for you. Want me to bring

a brief moment of hesitation,

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navy blue loungewear set with matching slippers. The simplicity of his outfit only made him more striking. Xander's beauty was almost otherworldly-the kind of face that could

day, but seeing him now made

there, unsure of what

silence, furrowed his brow and

voice, deep and smooth, sounded almost intoxicating in

opened her mouth, barely able to form a coherent

out to touch her forehead. When he found she had no fever,

a warmth

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