Chapter 895 Women Occasionally Need to Hear Sweet Words

Those words made Vince's legs shake uncontrollably. His legs almost buckled, and he hastily held onto a table to support himself.

‘Eight times a night wouldn’t have been so bad. It's better than twenty times a night. I nearly died!' Zoelle had drained his energy, making him feel like an undead.

Joseph looked up at the sullen Vince and frowned. "You failed to get the antidote, yet you’re somehow so miserable?"

Blushing, Vince stammered, "Zoelle said there’s no antidote."

"Then what took you so long?”

"I… Zoelle was pestering me."

Vince was engulfed by deep grievance as his legs shook at his employer’s interrogation.

"Go and see if Chloe's here."

Joseph closed his eyes, failing to notice how weird Vince was behaving. It was not until Vince trudged out of the room while holding the wall that Joseph slowly opened his eyes and teased, "Did Zoelle drain you?"

A chill ran down Vince's spine. He gave Joseph a thumbs up, sobbing. "You’re perceptive, sir. Can I get a few days off? I’m