Chapter 8 Drugged with Aphrodisiac

Seeing Lucy strut around with all that confidence, Liam couldn't help but grin.

Holding his wine glass, his tall, lean frame stood out in the crowd as he gave Lucy a nod.

Michael, catching on to Liam's thoughts, sidled up to him with his own glass and whispered, "Liam, you thinking about messing with Chloe?"

Liam dodged the question, "I just want to put that plain girl in her place. She should get that our high-class world is way out of her league. Hopefully, she'll leave and return to where she came from after this."

Michael, being the older brother, felt the need to remind him, "Liam, remember, tonight's party is hosted by the Martin Family. It's okay to embarrass Chloe a bit, but don't go overboard. If things get out of hand, it won't just be her reputation on the line. Grandpa and Grant will be furious if anything serious happens. Keep it in check."

Liam nodded, taking Michael's words to heart. "Don't worry, Michael. I know the limits."

Meanwhile, Chloe was in a room at the manor, putting on her makeup.

Tonight's welcome party was filled with affluent and influential individuals, and as the guest of honor, she had to be at her finest.

She had bought a stunning light green dress that needed the perfect makeup to match. The Martin Family had even hired a professional makeup artist for her, but Chloe turned them down to hide the birthmark and mole on her face.

With a talent for makeup, stemming from her early interest in design, she effortlessly brought a fresh and vibrant look to her face with just a few swift strokes.

However, when she pulled the dress out of the box, her heart sank. To her utter dismay, she discovered that it was riddled with unsightly holes. Someone had deliberately trashed her dress, rendering it unwearable.

Mia Wilson, a loyal servant of the Martin Family who was standing next to Chloe, gasped in shock at the sight of the ruined garment.

"Miss Davis, the party's about to start," Mia exclaimed, her voice filled with concern. "This dress is a mess. How are you going to wear it?"

Panic set in for Chloe as she stared at the damaged dress. She quickly thought back to when she bought the dress, trying to piece together how this could have happened.

From the store to the Martin Mansion, the dress had remained in her sight, securely stored in her dressing room, which was accessible only to her and Mia. Chloe trusted Mia implicitly, knowing that she had been loyal to the Davis Family for years.

She remembered briefly stepping out to greet a classmate, leaving the dress unattended for just a few minutes. It was a small window of time, but someone must have taken advantage of it. Someone must have snuck in during that short period and ruined her dress with the sole intention of humiliating her tonight.

New to Sovereign City, Chloe had few enemies. The only person she could think of who might wish to see her embarrassed was that jerk, Liam. He had been openly hostile towards her since her arrival, making no secret of his disdain.

But Chloe couldn't believe that even Liam would sink into such childish tactics to mess with her. It seemed petty and beneath even him. Yet, the evidence pointed towards someone with access and a motive, and Liam fit the profile all too well. The thought of confronting him crossed her mind, but she knew she had to focus on finding a solution to her immediate problem first.

With the banquet about to start and her dress in shambles, there was no way she could show up in casual clothes.

She had come to Sovereign City for a blind date. She didn't seek involvement with the three young Martin heirs, yet she aimed to avoid humiliation in front of the entire city.

Mia stood there, holding the ruined dress, looking worried.

"Miss Davis, you need to figure something out. I'll go grab some needles and thread. If push comes to shove, we can mend it. We can't let you show up looking like this at such an important event."

Mia quickly left the room.

Alone now, Chloe had to act quickly to avoid embarrassment after sending away the assigned makeup artist from the Martin Family. She grabbed a pair of scissors from the dressing table and started altering the dress.

With her design background and keen sense of style, Chloe quickly knew what to do. The damage was mostly concentrated at the hem, so she decided to cut it off and transform the dress into a new look.

Chloe was pleased with her quick thinking. Those who wanted to see her embarrassed wouldn't get the satisfaction.

After her alterations, she had a new dress in the same color, but with a unique charm.

With Mia still absent and the banquet about to begin, Chloe had no choice but to put on the newly altered dress.

Luckily, her skills were good. Even though the edges weren't perfectly sewn, the dress still looked decent and presentable. To add a bit of flair and a personal touch, Chloe took a fake flower from the dressing table and pinned it to her waist. The small addition made a significant difference, giving the dress a unique and charming look.

As she stepped back to admire her handiwork, Chloe felt a sense of pride. She had managed to turn a potential disaster into something she could confidently wear to the party. Maybe it was the rush of adrenaline, or perhaps she was just nervous about the evening ahead, but Chloe suddenly felt quite thirsty.

Without hesitation, she grabbed her forgotten water cup from the table and took a big sip of water, feeling the cool liquid soothe her parched throat. She took a moment to compose herself, knowing that she had overcome the first challenge of the night. Now, she was ready to face whatever else the evening might bring.

Outside the dressing room, the guests' voices were getting louder. Chloe stood up, ready to head to the banquet.

But as she stood, she suddenly felt dizzy, and a wave of heat spread from her lower abdomen throughout her body.

Her vision blurred as the heat intensified, and she felt out of control.

At that moment, Chloe desperately wanted a man's touch. With her experience, she realized before losing consciousness that she had been drugged.

And it was an aphrodisiac!

She struggled to stay awake, but the drug's effects heightened her arousal.

In a daze, she grabbed her phone from the dressing table, intending to call Mia for help.

But the next second, the dressing room door was suddenly pushed open with a bang. A short, sleazy-looking man with a lecherous smile rushed in and locked the door behind him.