After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Sylvia felt a bit thirsty, grabbed the glass, and was about to drink it.

The Andrews stared at her hand holding the glass nervously.

Seeing her holding the glass, Otto was both nervous and guilty with his heart racing.

When Sylvia was about to drink the wine, she saw the waiter serving the food.

She glanced at her wine again.

She was a doctor who was sensitive to drugs.

Although the wine seemed fine, she had a bad feeling somehow.

Moreover, she just found that the Andrews had been staring at her the second she picked up the glass.

She pretended to drink it and put down the glass.

The Andrews were obviously relieved after they saw her drink the wine.

Sylvia squinted, grabbed a tissue, and pretended to be wiping her mouth.

Then, she started to drink the soup in front of her.

"Where is Mr. Wilson?" Otto stood up, "I'l go get him." "I'm going with you," Skyla stood up and said.

"Mom! | don't want to be alone with Sylvia!" The door of the box was closed after the three of them left.

Sylvia arched her eyebrows. After the three of them left, she immediately exchanged her glass with Tammy's.

Most of the time, she wouldn't hurt anyone as long as others didn't cross her bottom line.

If anyone was trying to hurt her, she would fight back.

The Andrews ran into Clark the moment they walked out.

The four of them walked back.

Ten minutes later, Otto glanced at Sylvia from time to time.

He was confused.

It had been ten minutes. Why didn't the drug take effect on her? Did it need to take longer? Tammy was also wondering the same question. Otto told her that the drug could turn any woman into a sex addict and he said he would make Sylvia throw herself at Clark's arms tonight.

Tammy grabbed the glass of wine in front of her and drank it.

"Tammy, why don't you propose a toast to Mr. Wilson?" Otto said. He was not stupid. Although he had dreamed of Tammy marrying into the rich family, Otto knew Clark, a ruthless man, was not a good choice. He would play with women like toys and he would never marry someone like Tammy who came from an ordinary family.

Therefore, he chose Sylvia to be the stake.

If the drug worked, Sylvia would be all Clark's.

By then, he wouldn't have to care about what would happen to her as long as he got what he wanted.

Tammy stood up and was about to speak when she suddenly felt hot all over. Her face flushed.

She felt thirsty and dizzy.

What was going on? Otto found something off with her and asked, "Tammy?" Sylvia didn't feel sorry for Tammy at all.

At that moment, Tammy couldn't help herself anymore but approach Clark.

Otto felt embarrassed by her.

"Mr. Wilson, | think Tammy's drunk.” Clark shook Tammy's hand away and the latter fell to the ground.

She felt pain in her buttocks but kept crawling to him. "Mr. Wilson, | fell in love with you at the very first sight..." Clark had been with a lot of women and seen a lot of schemes of them trying to get into his bed.

But it was the first time he had seen a woman use such a stupid trick.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at Otto with mockery, "I didn't know you would use such a despicable trick to lure me into investing in your company, Mr. Andrews." "No, Mr. Wilson. | can explain!" Otto hurriedly said, sweating all over.

But he was out of words when he looked into Clark's eyes.

Otto didn't understand. He put the drug in Sylvia's glass, why was Tammy drugged? He couldn't figure it out.

Clark kicked Tammy, who clung to him again, and sneered. He called his assistant, "Since Miss Andrews is this horny, we should play something more exciting. Send me the box." His assistant immediately answered, "Yes, sir!" Otto was confused and asked nervously, "Mr. Wilson, what are you going to do?" "You will soon know," Clark smiled coldly at him and said.

Five minutes later, his assistant arrived with a box in his arms.

He threw it in front of Tammy.

Sylvia looked at the box.

It was so miserable that one could not bear seeing it.

Tammy was crawling towards Clark while tearing up her clothes.

"Sweetie, what should we do now?" Skyla cried and begged Otto to take action. "What's wrong with Tammy?" Otto had to beg Clark for mercy. "Mr. Wilson, please. Help Tammy!" There was cruelty in Clark's eyes. "She ruined my mood and you're asking me to help her?" He clapped his hands and two bodyguards rushed in.

They grabbed Tammy up from the ground.

Clark said indifferently, "This woman tried to seduce me, she should've looked at herself in the mirror first." He had seen all kinds of beautiful women. Tammy was average and had had plastic surgery before; he didn't even want to look at her.

The bodyguards were dragging Tammy out of the room.

"Mr. Wilson, | apologize to you on behalf of Tammy. Someone must have drugged her!" Otto begged Clark.

Clark sneered and motioned for the bodyguards to let Tammy go.

However...

The bodyguards started to beat Otto up. Otto's screams came.

Clark's men were all ruthless. They seemed to have broken Otto's ribs.

He kept crying in pain.

"Mr. Wilson... Mr. Wilson, help her, please!" Skyla shouted anxiously. Watching his daughter being tortured, she couldn't sit by and do nothing.

Regardless of the pain, Otto kept begging Clark. "Mr. Wilson, please! My daughter's life might be ruined if you didn't let her go!" The drug was really potent.

If there was no one helping her release the desire, she might never be interested in sex again in her life.

"What does her life have to do with me?" Clark kicked Otto with impatience. He was really annoyed.

Otto had no strength to get up again.

"Mr. Wilson, no!" Otto's face turned pale and he might pass out at any time.

"Otto Andrews, | was kind enough to help you out and this is how you repay me?" Clark said, expressionless.

He never let go of those who had tried to plot against him.

An ugly woman wanted to get into his bed? She was doomed! Clark was outraged.

"No!" Otto was devastated. "Mr. Wilson, this is just a misunderstanding! Someone drugged Tammy!" He pointed at Sylvia and shouted, "It was you! It was you who drugged her! Was it?" Sylvia looked at Otto, who was at the end of his rope and felt disgusted.

If she hadn't found there something wrong with the wine, if she hadn't been careful enough, she would be the woman on the ground now.

The Andrews were trying to drug her, and now Otto was accusing her. How shameless! Sylvia sneered. "Dad, do you have any evidence?" She smiled. "Mr. Wilson, | think you should frisk them. Maybe you will find the drug on them." "What... What do you mean?" Otto was flustered. "It must be you!" Clark stared at Otto with a sullen face and he called the bodyguards. "Frisk them." Otto was dumbfounded.

He had heard a lot of stories about Clark, all of which were horrible.

"Mr. Wilson, no! My husband didn't do anything! Please! Let us go!" Skyla cried.

"Well. | have just invested in your company and you plotted against me. Pick one, going bankrupt or losing your daughter,” Clark said ruthlessly.

"Tammy, it's all my fault! I'm sorry..." Otto shouted and covered his face with both hands.