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.

the manager, who stood at a cautious distance, and spoke in a clipped, commanding tone. “Call

sir,” the manager replied briskly, quickly relaying the order to his staff. He hurried toward Morse, intending

Morse lunged forward, grabbed

fell into stunned silence. Guests froze, their faces filled with

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His fists clenched at his sides, every

staggered toward the bystanders, grabbing wildly at anyone within reach, attempting to kiss them. The potency of the

immediately turned to Belinda. If she had

before, coursed through him. His hands balled into fists so tightly that his knuckles turned

grabbed Belinda’s hand and pulled her toward the exit. His grip was firm, unyielding. Belinda stumbled slightly, struggling to keep up with his hurried pace as he led

the parking lot that Lucas finally