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.

sharply to the manager, who stood at a cautious distance, and spoke in

briskly, quickly relaying the order to his staff. He hurried toward Morse, intending to

lunged forward,

stunned silence. Guests froze, their faces

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eyes blazed with fury. His fists clenched at his sides, every fiber of

completely unhinged, staggered toward the bystanders, grabbing wildly at anyone within reach, attempting

thoughts immediately turned to Belinda.

tightly that his knuckles turned white. The fury he felt

hand and pulled her toward the exit. His grip was firm, unyielding. Belinda stumbled

they reached the parking lot that Lucas finally stopped and released