Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1490

Jenson wanted to say that he felt the same, but as a gentleman, he still pulled himself together and helped Germaine back to the room.

He was already a little dazed in the corridor, and it took him a lot of effort to open the door. When he finally placed Germaine down on the couch and got up, she suddenly rose up and pinned him beneath her.

Their eyes met, and it sparked an immediate connection between them. They couldn't help but gulp, moving closer to each other. Just a second before their lips touched, Germaine held onto her last bit of composure and moved away from Jenson.

"No, we can't do this. You need to leave right now." She closed her eyes, unable to bring herself to look at him.

But the drug had completely taken over Jenson, and he was unable to control himself at all. When Germaine was about to get off him, he grabbed and pulled her toward him, kissing her.

Out of instinct, his gentle kisses showered down upon her.

Germaine's body had already given in, but she still rejected it. "No, stop. It's my first time…"

"Who isn't?" Jenson leaned close to her as he muttered in a hoarse and sexy voice, "Germaine, you're so sexy…"

…

Miguel called the manager of the resort to the garden and handed a package to him after checking out the surroundings.

"These are pinhole cameras—install one in the smoke detector and another one in the bedside of Taylor's room. As for the powder inside, put it into the drinks he'll be having. Once they get high, just call the police."

…

After playing all afternoon, Miguel returned to his room early and turned on the preset surveillance monitor. He opened a bottle of nice wine and sat on the couch, waiting to enjoy the show.

Before long, Taylor and Abigail appeared on the screen. They opened a bottle of champagne and drank it. In less than two minutes, they were jumping around the room as if they had gone mad.

Taylor not only took off his jacket but also loosened his tie. He and Abigail jumped onto the table and danced closely together. The scene was as enticing as it could be.

Seeing this, Miguel smiled contentedly as he poured himself another glass of wine and downed it. He then took out his phone to make a call. "911? I would like to make a report…"