Chapter 155. Karma

"My... my name is Poppy Castano."

Poppy Castano?! Christan's eyes flickered. The name sounded familiar.

But he couldn't place it immediately, so he stayed quiet and let her continue.

"Miss Carter and I planned to teach that bitch Serena a lesson for always stealing other people's men. So, we secretly found a homeless man, got him drunk, and even drugged the alcohol with an aphrodisiac."

"We told him there was a top-class escort staying on the 36th floor who only accepted high-status clients. If he could sleep with her, he'd have a story to brag about for life. And because of her special identity, she wouldn't dare make a fuss-he wouldn't have to worry about legal consequences!"

Christan frowned and couldn't help interrupting. "Miss Carter? Who's that?"

"Karina Carter,