Chapter 231

On the drive back, Simon's mind raced as he replayed the events over and over. Had he taken any medication? No, he hadn't. All of a sudden, a flash of memory hit him—someone had made him down several drinks. Simon slammed on the brakes. It was them. Those vile bastards! Without hesitation, he spun the car around and sped toward a nearby residential district. ... "Mr. Jovarek, it seems he managed to find his way here," Santiago said, observing Simon's furious gestures through the surveillance feed. Zedrick barely reacted. "Took him long enough. His vigilance is almost comical." Before Simon left that night, Zedrick had ensured he consumed a specific drug—one that was notorious in underground nightclubs overseas. It was a drug that would render him infertile. It was banned, with a composition so elusive that even international records couldn't trace it. Though it wouldn't kill him, it would erase any hope of him having an heir. It was not the worst punishment, all things cons