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.

to say something, a werewolf

she asked, holding a

was nearly

I casually took a few

came over to chat, and

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

left, I remained at the table, suddenly feeling a wave of heat wash over me. My body started to feel out

What’s happening?!

rang in my mind. Could it be

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why would my body be reacting

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I looked towards the waitress who had refilled my drink.

as I suspected…

the people at the table and said, “I’m feeling a bit tired.

I quickly stood and

are you feeling unwell? Let me

measured look

to the lounge on the

she said, helping me to

she closed the door behind her, I narrowed

was

felt this way before, the last time someone drugged me at a

waitress must have spiked my drink!

for my phone to call Caden, but it was nowhere to be found. That waitress must have stolen it to prevent me from calling for

undetectable, and possibly laced with wolfsbane, otherwise, Freya

would’ve sensed it.

Jasper’s POV:

left abruptly, her rosy cheeks indicating something was

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

the waitress to the

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