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Andrew sat in Ryan's Porsche 911, the car darting through the smooth road like an arrow.

Though Andrew appeared calm, Ryan sensed something was amiss.

His breathing was clearly uneven, his palms clenched into fists, and the blue veins on the back of his hands bulged, cold sweat slowly trickling down his forehead.

"Feeling unwell?" Ryan asked with concern.

"Zoe put something in my tea," Andrew hoarsely replied.

"What did she add?" Ryan inquired.

"The same medicine you put in my drink last time," Andrew retorted with suppressed coldness.

Back then, if it weren't for Ryan drugging his drink, the situation with Isabella wouldn't have occurred.

Ryan paused momentarily, then smirked, mocking, "Zoe's ambition is considerable, her audacity even greater."

Andrew's handsome face was as dark as thunderclouds, struggling to regulate his breathing.

"Alpha, should I take you to the hospital?" Ryan asked.

"Would it help to go to the hospital?" Andrew retorted.

Ryan steered the wheel with
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Shirea Lemons
She didn't think he was gentle enough but what she didn't know was that he'd been drugged and he was as gentle as he could in that condition.
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