Chapter 301
Kurtis snapped, “Yeah, we fought. So what? Everyone in Kroit city knows I can’t stand Bowen. Got a problem with that?” He bit down on his tongue, but the pain barely registered anymore. ‘Where the hell are my bodyguards? Are they all dead? How did these damn reporters even get in here?‘ thought Kroit.
Camera flashes erupted in the cramped private room. Kurtis had never been so humiliated. He froze, terrified of revealing his true predicament.
The lead reporter perfectly exemplified what it meant to be willfully oblivious, his eyes pointedly gesturing toward the bathroom to his companions. Immediately, another reporter stepped forward and pressed, “Mr. Carr, rumors are swirling that Carr Group and Turner Group are set to collaborate. The party is specifically arranged as a welcome reception for Turner Group. Care to comment?”
“Mr. Carr, by bringing Ms. Miller here, are you signaling to Turner Group that you’re switching alliances to Bree Technology?”
Questions hammered at Kurtis relentlessly, making his head swim. ‘Goddammit, he thought, fuming, ‘if these damn vultures don’t clear out soon, whatever happens next will be entirely their own damn fault!‘
“Is someone in the restroom? How come you’re the only one here in the private room, Mr. Carr?”
The lead reporter’s voice suddenly rang out. He spun around and went straight for the restroom door.
Inside the restroom, Bowen and Aubree were struggling just as much.
Aubree’s consciousness was already slipping as she instinctively nuzzled into Bowen’s embrace. She knew it was him, and it was precisely that recognition that made her let her guard down.
Bowen clenched his jaw. The aphrodisiac barely affected him, but when it came to Aubree, all his defenses crumbled.
Like handling a burning ember, Bowen carefully placed Aubree on the cold tiles, hoping the chill would snap her back to reality. “Bree,” he urged, “don’t do anything you’ll regret.”
A faint flush spread across Bowen’s skin. Though the drug was taking its toll on him, too, he absolutely must not touch her!
Without a moment’s hesitation, Bowen soaked his suit jacket in cold water and threw it over Aubree ‘s head. “Snap out of it, he urged, his voice
tense.
The cold water drenched Aubree, making her shiver. “Bowen,” she urged,” Kurtis can’t handle them alone. You have to get out there.
“I can handle myself.”
Without another word, Aubree sank her teeth into her arm. She heard the commotion outside. Precisely because of that, she couldn’t let the schemers behind this succeed.
Aubree thought, ‘If photos of me, Bowen, and Kurtis in such a compromising state get out, Bree Technology will be a huge hit.
‘Alice, you’re absolutely ruthless!
‘I’ll make sure to uncover whatever secrets Alice is hiding.
She bit down hard. Blood instantly welled up from her lips. Sometimes, pain was a blessing.
Bowen’s heart clenched in anguish. Yet, he couldn’t stop her, ‘If letting her bite me is what it takes to keep Bree lucid, I’d rather bear the pain myself, he thought.
Without uttering a word, Bowen snatched up his suit jacket, draped it over his arm to conceal his lower body, and the instant the bathroom door cracked open, he reached out without hesitation and flung the nearest reporter out.
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