Chapter 43

Stephen raised the glass of wine to drink, and drank it all in one gulp, with a generous look on his face, then he poured himself another glass, and then drank it all again. Glass after glass, it seemed like he wanted to use alcohol to resolve the discomfort in his heart.

Cherry looked at the scene before her eyes, secretly happy in her heart. She had put some anesthetic in Stephen’s wine. If he drinks too much, he will fall into a coma, and then she can do whatever she wants. Just thinking of this, the corner of Cherry’s mouth suddenly curled up slightly, as if she had seen a brilliant victory. Brilliant.

Indeed, Stephen fell down as Cherry expected. Cherry helped Stephen into the VIP bedroom. Just overnight, even if Stephen jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn’t be able to wash it off. Furthermore, she was determined to have this man named Stephen, there was nothing in this world she couldn’t have, including men.

Looking at the dazed Stephen in front of her ey