Chapter 1089:

Jayden, apparently heedless, settled into a chair. “Where’s your companion?” the receptionist inquired. “She’s freshening up in the shower. Just leave the food; she’ll be out shortly,” Jayden responded, feigning unawareness. The receptionist offered a sweet smile. “I’m here to serve our guests. Please, allow me to open the beer for you.” Without pausing for his reaction, she quickly poured the beer and extended it to him. “Enjoy, sir.” As she handed him the glass, she leaned forward slightly, subtly showcasing her cleavage. Jayden stared at the beer a moment, his suspicions immediately confirmed. The beer had been tampered with. Jayden took the glass and pointed at the other empty one. “Drinking solo is hardly a party. Why not join me?” The receptionist, momentarily taken aback, paused before pouring herself a drink. She flashed a smile. “How could you be alone? Surely, you have a girlfriend?” Jayden swirled his drink and responded with a sly grin. “She’s currently in the shower, not right here with me. Right now, it’s just you and me, isn’t it?” His charm was not lost on the receptionist. Her eyes sparkled with intrigue as she sipped her drink and subtly adjusted her collar. “Indeed. But serving you well is my primary role here, sir. It’s all in a day’s work.” Jayden said nothing, but his gaze lingered on her face before slowly tracing down to her chest and legs. She found his bold stare exhilarating, feeling dominated by his mere look, which sent a thrill through her. Believing she had the upper hand, she had spiked the beer herself, thinking Jayden was the type who played it cool but was a wild card underneath. Brimming with newfound confidence, she let her guard down. Considering the evening’s likely events, she thought, why not partake in the drug herself to add a twist to the night? Thus, she too sipped from the drugged beer. As the drug started working, she felt a warmth spreading through her body, igniting sensations deep within. With a flirtatious lift of her skirt, she cast a seductive look towards Jayden. Jayden, perched casually with his legs crossed, sported an aloof smile tinged with arrogance. Daringly, she slid a hand between her legs. Pulling it back, her fingers glistened, slick with moisture. A blush spread across her cheeks as she ventured closer, speaking softly, “Sir, may I offer my services now?” Jayden remained silent, his smile unwavering. Interpreting his silence as consent, she slowly approached him. Reaching out to caress his face, she was abruptly met with a forceful kick that sent her crashing across the room, slamming into the cart. . . .