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The man’s expression stiffened, all he could do was toast.
After finishing her drink, Stella set down her wine glass and said, “Excuse me.”
She turned away, but the man’s gaze never left her.
Stella didn’t understand, thinking to herself, “Shouldn’t men prefer beautiful women like Sandra?”
Why is he staring at me?
I’m wearing my work clothes today.
“Could it be that I saw it wrong because I drank too much?”
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Stella didn’t think much of it and continued to survey the scene. She checked the microphone one moment, and the next, she was checking whether the gift boxes from the event organizers were properly arranged.
In no time, she had forgotten about that man.
As the end approached, she turned and went to the restroom on the first floor.
Today, there weren’t many people, so there was no need to queue for the restroom. She quickly finished and walked out of the bathroom, only to be blocked by a figure.
“Little White Rabbit.”
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“Ah? Sir, you’ve mistaken me for someone else.”
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Stella was repulsed. Looking up, she realized the man in front of her was the same one who had asked her for a drink earlier. She immediately took a step back, intending to walk away.
The man reached out and grabbed her arm, saying, “David, call me David.”
Stella glared at him, not wanting to know what his name was.
“Please let go. You’ve had too much to drink.”
Stella casually found an excuse, hoping he would save face for both of them.
Unexpectedly, he did not stop, but instead, he went even further.
“Little white rabbit, stop pretending. I know you need money. I have money. I really like women like you.”
“Who said I need money?” Stella had an ominous premonition.
“It doesn’t matter. Finish your drink, and let’s go upstairs to rest together.”
After hearing his words, Stella noticed that he was still holding a glass of red wine in his other hand. It looked as terrifying as blood, clearly mixed with something else.
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She began to struggle. “Let me go.”
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Although David was dressed in a suit, his figure was twice as wide as Stella’s. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t shake off his hand, instead, she fell pain in her wrist bone.
Finding herself unable to break free, she began to scream for help.
“Help… Ah!”
David forcefully pulled Stella towards him, beginning to feed her red wine.
He was drunk, his strength immense, and there was even a sense of madness about him.
“Some say you like strong men. Am I enough?”
“Umm Umm Umm!”
Stella widened her eyes, tightly closing her lips, refusing to let him pour the red wine into her mouth.
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