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"Would you like to give her a sleeping pill?"
The man in a black suit with a strong jaw pulled the corners of his lips, his gaze fixed on a beautiful girl wearing a gray hoodie and jeans sitting alone on the long sofa.
"Yes, she's my target tonight."
The young bartender nodded obediently and began to place the pills brought by the man in front of him. He then approached the girl mentioned by his loyal customer.
Agatha rested her chin in her hand, a look of exhaustion on her face. She couldn't stop thinking about the incident where she had accidentally dropped her senior's iPhone. Agatha took deep breaths to calm herself, knowing she had to come up with the compensation within a week.
As a college student in her final semester, living in a boarding house, how could she gather $1000 in such a short amount of time? So, for the first and last time, tonight Agatha decided to go to a bar to calm her mind.
"Maybe this can help you relax."
Agatha, who was daydreaming instead of being frustrated, lifted her head as soon as she saw a glass of drink placed in front of her. She instinctively salivated. It looked refreshing and tempting, satisfying her thirst to take a sip.
"A beautiful girl like you doesn't need to pay for it." The handsome bartender quipped with a friendly smile.
Agatha frowned in confusion, wondering why she suddenly received a drink when she didn't order one. But before she could say anything, the bartender had already walked away.
Agatha stared at the glass of golden yellow drink with white foam on the surface. Without even asking, a student like her already knew what kind of drink it was.
"Taking a sip won't make me drunk, right? Well, I just want to wet my throat. Besides, I shouldn't waste this free drink."
Agatha nodded to reassure herself and tried to think positively. The bartender's face didn't seem suspicious, so she thought the beer she held in her hand couldn't be dangerous.
Agatha said a prayer and took a sip of the beer. A furrow appeared on her forehead reflexively, as it didn't taste as good as she had imagined. As she placed the mostly full beer back on the table, her head suddenly started throbbing.
"Oh, my goodness. Did I just get tricked?" Agatha said, holding her head as the dizziness worsened.
Agatha leaned back against the sofa, gazing at the ceiling of the crowded bar filled with lights. She blinked, hoping that her pain would subside, but instead of diminishing, her body suddenly felt weak. The pain in her head spread and felt like it was about to explode.
"Why are my eyes so heavy?" Agatha murmured.
Jayden had been observing Agatha since earlier. Not only that, his fingers clenched tightly when he saw the man targeting Agatha had a cunning idea. He was very familiar with that despicable man's behavior.
"Do you want to help that girl?" Jayden's secretary, who was sitting next to him, asked. She noticed her boss's gaze.
"Take her to the empty apartment."
Jayden clenched his jaw, staring sharply at the man next to the bartender who was now laughing. It seemed that he didn't realize Jayden's presence there. And that was an opportunity for him to act immediately.
"Before that scumbag touches her," Jayden added firmly. He stood up from his seat and took wide strides to approach Agatha.
"Your target has been taken, Boss."
From a distance, the handsome bartender realized that Jayden was going to ruin his client's plan. He widened his eyes and instinctively stood up. The mastermind, seeing Jayden, gritted his teeth.
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