Chapter 220

The girl in the short skirt rushed to his side, patting him urgently.

"Mr. Oakley! Mr. Oakley!"

"It's bad-Mr. Oakley's nose and mouth are both foaming!"

Everyone present was either a company president or a wealthy heir, all on Jonathan's level or even higher. No one really cared what happened to him. Especially since this was a punishment ordered by the 'prince' himself.

A little alcohol poisoning was nothing-if Jonathan died, Victor would cover it up anyway.

Someone said impatiently, "Just have someone carry him to the hospital, and you go with him to take care of it. Simple as that."

As soon as the commotion died down, the next round of the game began. Cards were dealt out across the table once more.

Isadora watched as Jonathan was carried off, realizing there was no reason for her and Wendy to stay any longer.

She leaned over and whispered to Wendy, "Let's slip out as soon as this round is over."

"Yeah. Good

they could make a move, the man in the loud

slowly peeled back the corner of

sucked in a breath. Isadora's card was even lower than hers-her luck

Flynn grinned mischievously. "Flip your card over, let's

Isadora revealed her hand,

Isadora's body stiffened.

later, Donnelly declared, "Alright, gorgeous, time for a little punishment. Pick any man here and sit on his

Boom.

went blank-she hadn't

had no idea what to do. Instinctively, she glanced

showing not the slightest intention of

might end up like Mr. Oakley... These

gleam flickered in

sweetheart. Why not choose me?

rolled her eyes. Honestly, the guy was practically drooling. If Isadora sat on his lap, he'd probably

a devil she at least knew, she steeled herself

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