When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 163 Sobering Up

stella thought she was finally going to get her way with Noel, but the next second, she was thrown moghly on the couch. Noel had braced himself against the hack et the couch and stood up, a mutinous look flashing in his obsidian eyes.

At that moment, the door to the lounge opened, Dartel hraved a sigh of relief when he save Noel inside the lounge. However, he noticed something off about Noel, and he quickgistered Stella sprawled on the couch with her shoulders exposed

Realizing Noel had been drugged, Dariel hurried to hold his arm and keep him upright.

“We have to get you to the hospital now, Mr. Howard.” He then waved his hand to beckon the bodyguards waiting outside the lounge, instructing, “Get her to condes how she dragged Mr. Howard and throw her behind bars

Atter that. Daniel helped Noel out of the lounge. When they were in the rat, he told the driver to head for the hospital.

Noet clenched his fists, his gaze tiery as he bit out, “We can’t go to the hospital.”

You need to get that drug out of your system or you’ll be in danger!” Duriel insided.

“We can’t risk amene knowing I’ve been drugged like this. Word of it will get out,” Noel said. If word did get out, Beckham’s rivals would blow the news out of proportion and drag Seabourke Architectural institute’s reputation through the mud.

After all, Noel wouldn’t have been drugged it he hadict partaken in a dinner engagement for a project.

Daniel understood where Noel was coming from, but the latter might die if they didn’t purge the drug from his system. “At least let me find you someone to help you relieve the drug’s effects. You can’t get through this on sheer willpower alone.”

“No, just take me back

couldn’t go to work, she might as well use the

as the clock struckclose

surprised to find her bedroom lights switched off. She was about to turn on the lights when a pair of arms snaked around her waist

the person clamped a hand over her mouth. This was followed by a low, gravelly voice rasping in herear, “It’s me

in from the balcony. He even turned off

He staggered backward and, losing his footing, fell

knew she wasn’t strong; to him, she probably packed the punch of

but her hand had only just grazed his ana

help of the bathroom lights, the familiar desire burning in Noel’s bloodshot eyes. Her spine stiffened as she scrambled to her Jet She wanted to tum and run, but he had snaked

bed. She could scent the alcohol watting off his breath, and blind

not reise her voice for

Noel

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go,” she negotiated with him, pushing against his shoulders. They were at the Howard residence, for Leaven’s sake, and Elijahe’s bedroom was right

give her a chance

under his weight, unaware that her wriggling only sent electric currents running through his veins. She soon felt the evidence

She shuddered as he traced his palin against her waist.