Chapter 387

In the video, Xyla was tearing her clothes apart while flashing a sultry smile and spouting indecent remarks. The male doctors in the office were so terrified that they fled in all directions.

Noticing the peculiar look on his face, Noelle leaned over to take a look at his phone. What she saw took her by surprise.

Quentin didn't say a word, but his demeanor grew somber and stern. He shoved his phone into his pocket and went downstairs.

"It must've been John's doing," Noelle thought. While she couldn't remember much else, she remembered that someone had spiked both her and John's drink last night. That someone was Ava, who, in turn, must've been following Xyla's orders. Hence, Xyla was only getting what she deserved!

Descending the stairs, Noelle called John to check on him.

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Meanwhile, in the villa in the suburbs, a pale figure stood by the window. Even though only one night had passed, he appeared to have become a shadow of his former self.

John couldn't for the life of him r