Chapter 952 - 944: Once as Husband and Wife 3

Chapter 952: Chapter 944: Once as Husband and Wife 3

Determined, she wouldn’t listen no matter what he said: "Julian, please, show me some mercy."

As she spoke, she leaned in to kiss his lips.

It was the kiss she had long dreamed of.

Finally, it was about to come true. She believed that every good man in this world would be gentler toward a girl with whom he had been involved.

And Julian Ford was indeed a good man.

By then, maybe he wouldn’t push her away anymore.

Her lips were just an inch away when suddenly the sound of someone kicking the door came from outside.

"Open the door!"

It was Tiana Thorne’s voice.

Mabel’s heart sank. How did she find this place?

She had clearly drugged her drink before she left.

Tiana, worried about her brother facing a woman with bad intentions in the room, kicked the door again anxiously: "Open the door!"

Mabel panicked. What should she do?

Julian, however, wore a devilish smile.

He never liked speaking much with Mabel, but he was talking to her continuously just now, because he knew his little fox of a sister was very clever.

Once she noticed he was gone, she’d definitely suspect something was amiss.

"Mabel, I know you and my brother are in there. If you dare to harm a hair on his head, I promise you won’t live a peaceful life."

Tiana had the authority; she and Mabel were also in a direct superior-subordinate relationship.

After speaking, she turned to May Sloane: "Did you call my sixth brother?"

May Sloane replied quickly: "I did. He’s on his way."

"Where’s the master key?"

May Sloane added: "The waiter is bringing it over."

Tiana nodded. Everything was ready, yet she was still very worried about her second brother.

The longer he stayed with Mabel, the more trouble could arise. Ignoring the rising heat in her body, she looked around and spotted a fire extinguisher box by the hallway wall.

Opening the box, she pulled out the fire extinguisher and slammed it against the doorknob.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Finally, the door was broken open.

As soon as Tiana stepped into the room, all the lights were off, and everything was pitch black.

Immediately, Mabel’s hysterical voice came: "Tiana Thorne, don’t come any closer. Your brother is undressed. If you come near, I’ll turn on the lights."

Mabel was lying to her.

Tiana came just in time; Mabel hadn’t had the chance to do anything.

At that moment, Julian had only taken off his white shirt, his blindfold removed, and was leaning back on the sofa, slightly squinting his eyes, lazily watching his little fox sister handle Mabel.

Tiana let out a cold laugh: "Even if I see, so what? That’s my brother, Mabel. With your disgusting thoughts, dreaming of winning his favor is just a fool’s wish."

"You... truly have no shame."

Tiana laughed, stepping closer to the sound with mocking in her voice: "Aren’t you the one with no shame? Let me guess why you’re so angry; it’s probably because even if my brother was stripped, he wouldn’t want you."

This struck a nerve in Mabel, and she roared: "Tiana Thorne, you’re spouting nonsense. Your brother and I are perfectly fine. Why did you barge in and interrupt us?"

Mabel was waiting for the incense in the room to affect Tiana.

Tiana frowned slightly as the smell in the air alerted her to danger.

It seemed her brother fell for the same trick.

She took a silver needle from her bag, one she always carried, and pierced it into an acupuncture point, preventing severe poisoning.

With her keen sense of smell, she pinpointed the location of the incense, shouting: "May, the incense is at your three o’clock, put it out."

"Okay."

May Sloane turned on her phone flashlight, quickly rushed over, grabbed a small incense burner, ran to the nearby bathroom, and threw it into the toilet.

After being exposed, Mabel’s heart sank bit by bit. She heard Tiana’s footsteps getting closer and urgently shouted: "Don’t come closer, I’m turning on the light."

Tiana showed no fear: "Turn it on then."

At this moment, Mabel’s last defense was gone. After the incense burner was extinguished by water, the strange scent in the room gradually dissipated.

To ensure she wouldn’t back off midway, she had taken an aphrodisiac herself. Now, with no relief in sight, the drug tormented her, making it impossible to stand properly. She stepped back, collapsing onto the ground.

Tiana’s hand brushed against a switch, her eyes cold, bearing a hint of slyness, lazily curving her lips: "I’ll help you turn on the light."

With that said,

The room lit up brightly.

Just as she predicted, Mabel was curled on the floor, covering herself with the dress she’d taken off, yet still exposed.

She arrived in time; her second brother, though drugged, was not violated by Mabel.

Ignoring the disheveled Mabel on the ground, she removed the silver needle, went to her brother’s side, and picked up his right hand: "This will hurt a bit, bear with it."

"Alright."

She pricked his middle finger, causing fresh blood to seep out.

Then she took out the needle and did the same on his left hand to alleviate the poison.

After some treatment, Julian Ford was able to move.

Simultaneously, a swarm of reporters rushed in, taking frenzied photos of the naked and exposed Mabel.

The men’s eyes showed a kind of madness, even desire.

Mabel Hughes, the national goddess; which man wouldn’t take a few more glances when looking at her?

Unable to bear it anymore, Mabel screamed and roared, "Get out, all of you get out!"

This was all part of her plan.

She hoped that after everything, she would leverage the media to create public pressure.

After the media came in, she planned to hide in the arms of the drugged but still incapacitated Julian and tell the reporters that they were engaged, currently dating, and would be getting married soon.

She just didn’t expect someone would leak this information.

Getting caught in such a state would lead to a public announcement.

That way, Julian Ford would have no choice but to marry her.

She had timed everything perfectly, except she hadn’t calculated that a drugged Tiana would appear and turn her carefully crafted plan into such a humiliating fiasco.

The reporters looked at each other, momentarily at a loss of what questions to ask.

For it was truly explosive.

Some reporters in the room had been bribed by Mabel to set the narrative, and regardless of the situation, one spoke up: "Tiana Thorne, Mabel is one of the artists under your company; did you know she was dating your brother?"

A dizzy Mabel heard this question, and her heart jolted sharply.

She was finished.

The next moment, Tiana let out a cold laugh and countered, "Do they look like a couple to you?"