Chapter 191

Evelyn's fingers pressed precisely against Julian's nape. Her other hand swiftly retrieved a black pill from her bag.

"Open your mouth," she commanded.

Julian's Adam's apple bobbed as the pill slid down his throat. His blurred vision finally sharpened.

"Evelyn?" His voice was hoarse, cheeks flushed with unnatural heat.

She ignored his question, gripping his wrist to check his pulse.

Erratic heartbeat. Burning skin.

Her diagnosis was immediate—a potent aphrodisiac.

Julian's ragged breaths filled the space between them. The faint floral scent clinging to Evelyn's skin made his muscles tense.

"Don't move," she warned coldly.

The sharp click of heels echoed in the darkness.

"Useless! Can't even guard one man properly?"

Cassandra's shrill voice exploded from the corridor's end.

Both held their breath.

When the footsteps faded, Evelyn dragged Julian toward the emergency exit.

"To the hospital."

Julian chuckled darkly. "A hotel would be better."

Evelyn froze.

"Fine. I'll deliver you straight to Cassandra then."

Julian's gaze turned predatory. "Evelyn, I only want you."

Zachary's black sedan glided soundlessly to the curb.

As the door shut, Cassandra burst outside just in time to witness it.

"Evelyn!" Her nails dug bloody crescents into her palms.

Vincent emerged from the shadows, draping an arm around her shoulders with false gentleness.

"Patience. I have a plan."

His fingers flew across his phone screen. A cruel smile twisted his lips.

Cassandra leaned into his embrace, venom flashing in her eyes.

Under the hospital's sterile lights, Evelyn watched the nurse insert Julian's IV.

Transparent droplets fell methodically from the infusion bag.

She turned away and dialed a number. "Pull all surveillance footage from tonight's gala."