Chapter 67
In just a split second, sweat started gathering on Isabella Knight’s forehead. Her cheeks turned flush red, and her eyes grew hazy with a strange allure.
She instantly realized it—Summer must've drugged her. That drink from earlier definitely had something in it. No way she’d feel like this otherwise.
Isabella shot a furious glare at Summer, her expression twisted in anger, but her head was already spinning hard.
Summer met Isabella’s glare without flinching, eyes full of fake innocence, lips curved with a smirk of disdain.
Trying to mess with her?
Isabella really overestimated herself.
Charlotte White was the first to notice something was off. Her brows went up in concern as she leaned over and asked, “Hey, Isabella, you okay?”
“I’m fine, just... not feeling well. Sorry, I... I need to head out first. You guys keep having fun.”
Isabella pressed her fingers against her pounding temples, trying to make a run for it while she still had a bit of clarity left. If she stayed, she knew Summe

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