Chapter 11 Drugging
"Be gentle! Damn it."
"Sorry, Jeff."
Albert skillfully helped Jefferson treat his abdominal injury. "Jeff, your wound doesn't look deep, so how did it tear so badly?"
Jefferson smirked. With the craziness last night, how could it not tear?
After finishing the treatment, Jefferson stood up and started getting dressed. As soon as he stood up, Albert exclaimed in surprise.
"What happened to your back?"
"Did someone from Neil Larsen do this?"
Jefferson looked at himself in the mirror and saw the scratch marks on his muscular back.
He swatted away Albert's reaching hand. "You idiot."
Albert realized something and his pupils dilated. "Was it a woman who scratched you?"
Jefferson didn't answer.
Albert wasn't deterred by Jefferson's coldness; instead, he became more courageous. "Or was it that girl from the Gentry family?"
"No, wait! Jeff, weren't you just at the Larsen family? How could Elianna be with you at Neil Larsen..."
Jefferson glanced at him.
Albert fell silent, his pupils dilating in an instant.
It was the Elianna of the Larsen family!
He looked at Jefferson with admiration. He knew how to play, indeed. If he was going to play, he played the most thrilling one.
"To dare to scratch even you, she's got quite the courage."
Jefferson put on his coat smoothly and chuckled. "Not much courage, but quite sharp claws."
Albert sneered, "Seems like you're getting addicted, huh?"
Jefferson's gaze swept past the window and said in an indifferent tone. "Just for the thrill of it."
Albert thought to himself, "Well, it seems like they won't be seeing each other again in the future."
Just as they were talking, Jefferson's phone rang.
Only a few people had Jefferson's number, and even fewer dared to disturb him.
Jefferson casually glanced at the screen and his eyes turned cold.
"Thud."
Elianna was thrown onto the floor of the guest room, her vision blurred.
However, she underestimated the effects of the drug. After only a few steps, her vision blurred, and she tumbled down the stairs.
Everything was spinning.
Even with a carpeted landing, Elianna still fell heavily.
A sigh sounded above her head. "Why are you so disobedient?"
Elianna looked up and found Clare's face indistinct.
Seeing the bodyguard behind Clare, Elianna's heart sank completely.
The bodyguard lifted Elianna up while Clare spoke with a helpless tone, "I didn't mean to hurt you."
Elianna sneered, "You drugged me and asked people to rape me. Is that what you call not hurting me?"
Clare didn't argue, still saying in a gentle voice, "Take this pill. It will make you feel better."
A pink pill was forcefully stuffed into Elianna's mouth, but she refused to swallow it. The bodyguards pried her mouth open and poured water down her throat.
The cold liquid flowed down her chin, wetting her front.
"Cough... Cough..."
While Elianna was forced to swallow the pill, a servant hurriedly entered the room.
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