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“Hmm. Sit.” The man, seemingly oblivious to her calling out, pointed to the spot beside him.
Jasmine already sensed danger, but since she had already arrived and was urged by Michelle, she clenched her teeth and sat down for the sake of money.
The man put one hand on her thigh and casually asked, “Do you know how to play cards?”
He handed Jasmine the cards in his hand, lifted his chin, and said, “Play with them. Your losses are on me, and if you win, I’ll split the profits with you.”
Jasmine glanced at the stacks of money placed in front of everyone on the table and her eyes lit up. She picked up the cards and finally showed a sincere smile, “Deal! ”
Connor Ford took a whiff of her fragrance while sizing up her smooth skin, and with a cigar dangling from his lips, he felt quite pleased.
Manager Blake didn’t deceive him. This woman might truly be an untapped new item. He had grown tired of those worn-out goods, and he had no intention of letting go of a fresh one like her.
As he taught Jasmine how to play, his large hand constantly took advantage of her body.
Each time Jasmine won, he poured her a glass of liquor, under the guise of celebration.
With every drink. he handed Jasmine her half of the money. as agreed. So she drank every glass he poured, and soon her face flushed, while her winnings continued to grow.
When Connor Ford thought it was about time, he gave the others a knowing look, and they understood. Soon, Jasmine won another big hand.
Connor picked up half of the money, placed it in front of her, and handed her a glass of wine as usual. “Good luck there. Drink.”
“Thank you.” Jasmine calculated her winnings on the table and thought she could easily earn 75 thousand tonight, so she turned a blind eye to the older man’s roaming hands and drank the wine in one shot.
Seeing that she had swallowed all of the doctored wine, Connor Ford’s mood improved further. He simply put his arm around Jasmine’s shoulder and laughed, “Keep playing.”
Jasmine discreetly shook off his arm and continued to focus on the cards.
But somehow, after just a few rounds, she felt dizzy, with a heavy head and her strength seemingly drained from her body.
Jasmine bit her lip in a trance, feeling as if she had hardly drunk any alcohol. She can hold her liquor, so this little bit couldn’t possibly be causing her so much discomfort, right?
And these symptoms reminded her of how, when she had Cherysh drug Enna earlier, the drug dealer had described its effects.
Jasmine’s face turned pale, and she stopped playing cards, gritting her teeth as she stood up.
As soon as she stood, the room swirled around her, and with legs giving out, she fell back on the couch.
Luckily, someone nearby reacted quickly and caught her, “Are you alright?”
The man’s face swayed in front of her, and in a daze, Jasmine could hardly see him clearly. She murmured a name, “William.”
Connor Ford, seeing her dependent on him with dazed eyes, knew that things were going according to plan.
While supporting Jasmine, he said to the others in the room, “I have some business to attend to. I’ll leave first. You guys keep having fun.”
“Alright, you go ahead.”
Manager Blake smiled obsequiously, “Congratulations, Director Ford.”
The others, used to such scenes, had no intention of intervening, and over twenty people watched as Jasmine was led away….