Chapter 125
Michael woke up the following day with a splitting headache. The throbbing in his skull was relentless, like someone had been pounding a hammer against his temples all night. He groaned and sat up slowly, his eyes squinting as the sunlight streamed through the curtains of the suite.
"What the hell happened?" he muttered, rubbing his forehead. The room felt unfamiliar and disjointed. He glanced down and realized he was still fully clothed, his clothes wrinkled from having slept in them. Confusion swirled in his mind as he turned to his side. Sandra was lying beside him on the bed, also fully clothed, her chest rising and falling in deep sleep. Michael's frown deepened. He didn't remember what had happened and why they were both still fully clothed.
He reached out and shook her shoulder gently. "Sandra, wake up."
She didn't stir.
Michael's irritation grew. He shook her harder, this time more aggressively. "Sandra!"
She groaned, her face scrunching up in discomfort as she slowly opened her eyes. "What... what time is it?" she mumbled, her voice groggy.
Michael ignored the question, his mind racing. "How did we end up like this? What the hell happened last night?"
Sandra blinked in confusion, slowly sitting up. "I... I don't know. I have the worst headache," she said, pressing her palm to her forehead.
Michael narrowed his eyes as he stood up from the bed, his gaze sweeping the room. Something didn't add up.
He scanned the suite, his eyes settling on the small hidden camera he had planted in the corner before Sandra had arrived. He quickly retrieved it and plugged it into his phone, his heart pounding as he pulled up the footage.
He fast-forwarded through the video, his brows furrowing as he saw himself sitting on the bed, drinking from the wine while he waited for Sandra to join him. His movements seemed to slow down, and he yawned repeatedly until he dozed off, passing out within minutes of drinking the wine. Michael's jaw tightened as he rewound the footage to the beginning.
There it was Sandra, pouring something into the wine before his arrival. His blood boiled.
and roughly shook Sandra, who had gone back to sleep, awake again, his voice a low growl. "Sandra,
her hand coming up to shield her eyes from the
as a blade. "You drugged me, didn't you?"
quickly masked her shock with a frown. "What are you talking
out the vial from her purse. "You put
you talking about?" She asked with
I'm talking about. Answer my damn question! Why did you put something in my drink?"
mouth to protest, but the cold fury in Michael's eyes made her falter. She knew denying it wouldn't work, so she swallowed hard as she quickly tried to fabricate a believable story, "It..... it wasn't what you think. I didn't mean any
in disbelief. Sandra looked at him incredulously. "Did you really set up a video recorder in here?" she asked, her
not important," Michael shot back. "What's important is why you felt the
at his tone, "Look, I wasn't planning anything. I just
crap and tell me exactly what your plan was, or else I'm going to kill you
Was I the only one here with a plan? What about you? did you plant a camera in here? What
mess with
in here without my knowledge? Were you going to blackmail me with our
wasn't planning anything. I just... I didn't want to sleep with you. And I didn't want to miss my meeting with Rayna," she lied. Michael blinked in surprise, but his glare didn't waver. "What? And you thought drugging me was the best solution?" Sandra b Sandra brushed a brushed her hair out of her face, "You were pressuring me, and I didn't know what else to do! You threatened to cut me off our arrangement; I didn't have a choice! It was easier than just saying no. I don't trust you." Sandra's voice was defensive. Michael scoffed, shaking his head. "Well, now I don't trust you either." The room fell into tense silence. They glared at each other, tension simmering between them until Sandra's face suddenly shifted, her frown deepening. "Wait. Did you really have a camera in here?" she asked, her
And I don't remember coming back here either. Did your camera catch that?" she asked, and Michael's anger
her beside him, and taking photos of them before leaving. Sandra's eyes widened as she leaned in to see, and she paled. "What the hell..?" Michael swore under his breath. "Did you
don't remember telling her anything, Michael. I was
his mind raced as he cursed under his breath again. "We
Sandra asked, and Michael's
in thoughts, while Sandra frowned as she kept wondering how and when Evelyn had switched their drinks. Was Rayna in on it, too,
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