Chapter 92

"Go." After giving the instructions, Heather immediately headed for the entrance. She had to stop Sophia. … Meanwhile, Janet slipped into a deserted corner and summoned the bartender from earlier. "Are you sure that drug works?" "Don't worry. Since she drank that much, within minutes, it'll take effect." "Good. Keep your eyes on her. The moment the effect shows, send her to the room upstairs." "Alright!" Janet curled her lips into a sinister smile. She had already arranged several burly men upstairs as a gift for Heather. Once everything was set, she would storm in with the reporters and catch them in the act. Heather would be ruined completely tonight. … At the hotel entrance, Heather called out to Sophia, who was about to get into the car. "Wait!" "What? Ms. Lovegood, are you here to mock me?" Sophia paused mid-movement, her mood visibly low. She had thought Heather was nothing more than a housewife and that her own preparations were foolproof, yet she had not expected