The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 870

“You have to keep your word. If you dare to fool me again, don’t blame me for being rude to you.” Jennie looked at Marlowe with a sharp and arrogant aura.

“Miss Garcia, how would I dare? No matter who I fool, I wouldn’t dare to fool you.”

As he spoke, Marlowe stuffed the wine glass back into her hand.

“Cheers. Let’s celebrate our grand plan.” Marlowe raised his glass at her and deliberately drank it in front of her.

“When the 10 billion dollars arrive, you will be Greyport’s richest woman in the future.”

“Who does Bruce think he is? He will still be trampled under your feet.”

Jennie swallowed his flattery, but she was still very pleased in her heart. She frowned slightly, picked up the wine arrogantly, and drank it in one gulp.

After all, he was willing to invest 10 billion dollars. Of course, she had to give him some face.

Marlowe picked up the bottle again and was about to pour her another glass. “Miss Garcia, another glass.”

Jennie pursed her lips and replied arrogantly, “No, I still have to rush back.”

“I hope you don’t disappoint me.”

“That’s for sure. I guarantee that you’ll be… ‘incomparably satisfied’. Hahaha.” As Marlowe spoke, a sinister and cunning look appeared in the corner of his eyes.

The wine was already drugged.

As long as she drank, she would definitely fall for it.

Haha…

How dare she be so arrogant in front of him? Did she really think he was a pushover?

In less than a minute.

The drug was already starting to take effect.

“Huh… Why do I feel a little dizzy…” Jennie Garcia clearly felt that something was wrong.

It was as if ants were crawling all over her body. It was as if she had swallowed a mouthful of boiling hot oil in her stomach, and an uncontrollable heat rose.

This was definitely not a symptom of being drunk.

Moreover, her alcohol tolerance was very good, so she wouldn’t collapse from a single glass.

Marlowe looked excited and reached out to support her. “It’s fine. Sit down and rest!”

“Get your dirty hands off me.”

“You… Did you put something in the wine…” Jennie staggered and fell limply onto the sofa.

sinister and terrifying at this moment. The scar on his face became even more ferocious. “Miss

“What

is a very nourishing wine

you’ll die of

Jiminy …” Jennie panicked even more and struggled

hotter, and she desperately wanted to shout for the secretary and bodyguards outside the door.

her collar and greedily covered

“Help, Jimmy!”

let me help

Jennie’s body went limp, and her

she was desperately trying to stay awake.

of the

her wine, he had already secretly drugged her wine glass.

like him did not even bother to

methods that

Marlowe said

he had amputated a

and could

making her desperately want to resist. “Let go… Take your dirty hands away. Don’t

you

Now that he had been

at him made her want to vomit, let

his ecstasy. He leaned close to her ear and said

later.”

want you to kneel on

Marlowe’s face darkened. He grabbed her arm and brought her to the

was very

onto

face was red and her clothes were disheveled. She looked extremely appealing and

“Ah…”

“Let go…”

took

was already wearing sexy clothes. If the low-cut dress slid down

take pictures

come and save me…” Jennie called

the control of the drug, she still lost

Twenty minutes later.

tidied his pants and lit a cigar. He looked at

young lady. I thought you

no

the tap and splashed some

awake by the water.

shook her head and felt light-headed. It took a long

and saw