Chapter 99

Allison looked up, locking eyes with the man standing at the door.

The man was stumbling, panting heavily.

Allison recognized him at a glance, “Mr. Crane?”

Aidan’s vision was blurry. After knocking Kamilla out, he stag gered out, completely out of control.

He didn’t know who had drugged him, but he knew he couldn’t let them succeed, so he didn’t linger on the second floor. He had planned to go up to the third floor to find an empty room to hide in and get someone to deal with it later, but he didn’t expect there to be someone in this room.

His voice was extremely h o ar se, “Who are you?”

Allison stood up, looking at the unstable man in front of her with confusion, “Mr. Crane.” The handsome man’s face was flushed, veins bulging on his forehead as if he was trying to endure something. Allison quickly realized, “Are you alright? Do you want me to call a doctor?”

With a “click“.

Aidan didn’t answer, he just sh ut the door behind him.

He took one step at a time towards Allison, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at her.

A chill ran down Allison’s spine, she took a step back in confusion. Her back hit the sofa and she fell into it, “Mr. Crane, what’s wrong with you?”

Without his cane, Aidan limped over one step at a time. His suit was slightly wrinkled, his red eyes locked onto Allison, like a cheetah eyeing its prey.

Although Allison was naive, she realized something was wrong. She quickly got up to rush towards the door, but the man caught her waist and roughly threw her onto the sofa. The man’s hot body pressed down on her, and Allison immediately understood his condition.

His body was burning hot, as if on fire.

“Let me go! Mr. Crane, Mr. Crane!!” Allison was somewhat scared, she called out his name, “Aidan, I’m going to call a doctor, my friend is a doctor! I’ll call a doctor for you!!”

She struggled violently, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Her tears fell on his hand, and the man paused for a moment.

Aidan looked at the woman in front of him, his pupils seemed to be torn, flashing a moment of clarity.

He gritted his teeth, struggling to get up and yelled at Allison, “Get out!”

Allison got up shakily, ready to leave quickly. Suddenly, she saw the man pick up a fruit knife from the coffee table and slash his own arm-

She widened her eyes, “Mr. Crane!”

Bright red blood flowed from the man’s arm, the intense pain helped him suppress his body’s desires and chaotic thoughts, making him completely sober.

The man was panting heavily, sitting on the carpet leaning against the sofa.

Allison looked at the scene in front of her, she was speechless for a brief moment, then quickly ran out.

Aidan lay on the carpet, panting heavily.

He kept thinking about what had happened, the only thing he had been in contact with was the champagne brought by the waiter. Could someone have drugged the champagne?

What was their purpose?

Why was Kamilla in the same room with him? Was Kamilla also drugged?

If he had really lost control and done something to Kamilla, and this news reached Carter’s ears… who would be so bold?

Someone carried out such a plan at Carter’s birthday party.

His biggest competitor in this return was only Lucian, but Lucian would never hurt Kamilla.

As he was thinking about these things, the door was suddenly opened again, followed by a faint scent of cherry blossoms that became stronger and stronger.