Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Counterback of the Despised Luna

Chapter 320 Unexpected Twist at the Banquet (Part Two)

Rosaline’s POV:

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I found the banquet hall and walked in. The sight of several large tables crowded with dozens of cheerful people from our film crew, all laughing and enjoying themselves, was heartwarming.

As soon as they saw me, everyone paused to greet me.

“Good evening, Ms. Sinclair!”

“Please, continue,” I said, giving them a polite smile.

Gordon stood up and called out loudly, “Ms. Sinclair, over here!”

I walked over and saw that the only available seat was next to Jasper.

I sat down. “Sorry I’m late. Something came up.”

Gordon laughed good–naturedly. “Not at all, Ms. Sinclair. We’re honored to have you join us.”

I smiled and took a deep breath, trying to ease the lingering congestion in my nose.

Jasper immediately noticed and asked with concern, “Rosaline, are you okay?”

“I have a little cold,” I answered calmly.

“Are you sure you’re alright? I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were feeling unwell,” Jasper said, sounding a bit guilty.

“It’s nothing, just a slight cold,” I replied lightly.

Jasper looked at me, a bit of sadness in his eyes. Now that my scenes were done, we wouldn’t see each other every day anymore.

Such a devoted man.

as Jasper was about to say something, a werewolf waitress

she asked, holding

nearly empty, I

drink, I

to chat, and I gradually

cold dulling my senses, I didn’t notice anything unusual about the

remained at the table, suddenly feeling a wave of heat wash over me.

What’s happening?!

bell rang in my mind.

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fever, why would my body

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refilled my drink.

I

and said, “I’m feeling a bit tired. I’ll go rest in the lounge.”

quickly stood

came over, offering her arm. “Ms. Sinclair, are you feeling

measured look and nodded. “Alright.”

me to the lounge on the

here, and I’ll get you some hot water,” she said,

the door behind her, I narrowed my eyes,

… it was

had felt this way before, the last time someone drugged

must have spiked my

phone to call Caden, but it was nowhere to be found. That waitress must have stolen it to prevent

almost undetectable,

would’ve sensed it.

Jasper’s POV:

rosy cheeks indicating something was wrong.

I was about to check on her when a werewolf waitress approached. “Mr. Sullivan, Ms. Sinclair said she wasn’t feeling well and hoped you could check on

followed the waitress to

entered, I saw Rosaline on the couch, tugging at her