His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 472:

He realized that he wouldn’t be able to leave unless he drank the tainted wine. With a shuddering breath, he reached for the glass, raised it to his lips, and drained it in one gulp.

Placing the empty glass back on the table, he turned to Lucas. “Mr. Clark… May I leave now?” he asked, his voice strained.

Lucas didn’t respond. His gaze remained fixed on Morse, scrutinizing him with cold detachment. He wanted to observe the drug’s effect on Morse.

He didn’t have to wait long.

About five minutes later, the drug began to take effect. Morse’s movements grew erratic. His pupils dilated, his face flushed crimson, and his hands fumbled awkwardly at his collar. “Hot… So hot…” he murmured repeatedly.

Lucas’ expression darkened, his jaw tightening. His patience was wearing thin.

a cautious distance, and spoke in a clipped, commanding

hurried toward Morse, intending to restrain him before he

before the manager could get close, Morse lunged forward, grabbed him,

into stunned silence. Guests froze, their

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eyes blazed with fury. His fists clenched at his

toward the bystanders, grabbing wildly at anyone within reach,

to Belinda. If she had consumed

through him. His hands balled into fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The fury he felt now was enough to make him want

was firm, unyielding. Belinda stumbled slightly, struggling to keep up with his hurried

the parking lot that Lucas finally stopped and released