Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Her Hidden Crowns Ch 137

Chapter 137

cherviclenched the hem of her shirt, guilt evident in her expression as she looked at Suzanne. "Suzanne, I'm sorry. I'm doing this for your own good. I just want you to make peace with your family before it's to She had made sure the drug wouldn't harm Suzanne before using it

Suzanne's head grew heavier, her limbs losing all strength. She had noticed something off in her food earlier. There was a strange taste mixed in Alone, that substance wouldn't have been an issue, but combine Her body gave out. She collapsed.

Cheryl rushed forward, catching Suzanne before

she hit the ground and easing her onto the couch. She was worried Suzanne might get hurt.

Grinding

her teeth, Suzanne shoved Cheryl away with all the strength she had left. Disappointment filled her eyes as she barked, "For my own good? Who told you to do this?"

The odd herbs in the barbecued food and the fragrance in the private room made her feel sick. Of all the things, she had fallen for a damn sedative.

And the person behind it was Cheryl.

The look in Suzanne's eyes cut deep, making Cheryl's guilt even worse, Tears streamed down her face as she choked out, "Your sister. She told me you were running around with all kinds of shady men. She wa me to drug you and bring you home."

Cheryl had hesitated at first, unsure if Seline was telling the truth. But then she saw that Suzanne was driving a luxury vehicle worth millions of dollars. Even if the Yates family had money, they wouldn't drop tha That was when Cheri believed it

beside Suzanne, sobbing as she pleaded, "Please, Suzanne, listen

they'll ruin you."

had heard enough about the dark side of high society. She didn't want Suzanne

the Yates family was wealthy. At least if Suzanne went

to keep

let out a bitter laugh "So,

her. She slumped back onto

panicked, leaning over her.

over her. Then, taking a deep breath, she pulled out her phone and made

voice came through, laced with anticipation "So? Is it

on a plush couch, admiring ber freshly manicured nails. Her eyes were filled with disdain toward

glance at Suzanne, who was unconscious on the couch, before steadying herself.

it weren't for Jenny's had

eyes lit up.

need for surgery, Cheryl never would have gone through

pressing for

of her sick mother. That was when the idea struck. She did some digging and, suce

out a shaky breath and then ended the