Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1334
Jaylene returned to reality and asked, "Yeah. What's up?" "What's the deal with your brother and Molly? Is there something
romantic going on between them?" one of the girls asked.
"I'm not entirely sure. I'll try to find out later," Jaylene chuckled.
Molly was on her phone, as she walked out of the elevator and headed toward her room. Little did she know, a shadowy figure
was silently closing in from behind. When she swiped her key card to enter, a hand emerged from behind and covered her mouth
and nose with a cloth.
Molly immediately struggled. However, the cloth was soaked with a substance, causing her movements to slow down. Gradually,
she grew weaker and lost consciousness altogether.
At the same time, it had been around half an hour since Felicity finished her drink. She was beginning to feel weak and sweaty
all over.
There were magic performances on the stage. Vermont grabbed her hand, suggesting that they should watch the show. In a
daze, Felicity followed him, but her vision was getting blurry. She could not make out what was happening. All she knew was that
Vermont's touch felt cool against her skin. She could not help lifting his hand and pressed it to her face.
Vermont was taken aback. He turned his head and saw that Felicity's face was flushed red, as she tilted her head and rubbed
her cheek against his hand. "Your hand feels so cold, " she said in a soft voice.
In reality, Vermont's hand was of normal temperature while Felicity's face was unusually warm. Vermont noticed this and
frowned. He reached out to touch her face and asked," Are you okay, Miss Bandit?"
Felicity shook her head. "I think I had a bit too much to drink. My head feels dizzy," she replied after a few seconds.
Her body also felt warm. Unexplainably, Felicity had the urge to hug Vermont. However, she had not lost her sense of judgment
completely. She realized her thoughts were rather peculiar, so she did not voice them.
Amused by her words, Vermont chuckled and said, "Didn't you claim that you can handle countless drinks? How is it that you're
like this after just a few?"
"The alcohol content in tonight's cocktails is probably higher, " Felicity replied.

"How strong can cocktails be?" Vermont draped a towel over her shoulders and said, "Come on. I'll escort you back to your
room."
Felicity mumbled in agreement, and he led her along.
The party was filled with youngsters who were night owls. Many had not returned to their rooms yet, so the corridor was mostly
empty.
Felicity managed to walk on her own at first. But, over time, her head grew heavier, and her limbs became weaker. By the time
they reached the elevator, her legs gave way, and she started sliding to the floor.
Vermont quickly caught her and supported her with an arm around her waist.
"Miss Bandit," Vermont said as he furrowed his brow, visibly concerned. "Are you sure you're okay?"
'How could she be this drunk all of a sudden? She was perfectly fine when she was chatting with me a short while ago. Yet, now
she can't even stand on her own?'
Soon, Felicity's vision became even hazier. She clung onto Vermont's arms and murmured, "Oh, Stinky Cucumber. Why are your
pecs so massive?"
Vermont was confused when he heard that.
Her voice was soft and weak, which was entirely different from her usual self. Moreover, her choice of words was far more
suggestive than what she would typically use.
Vermont noticed that her body felt abnormally warm in his arms. 'It doesn't feel like a fever,' he thought.
Vermont had witnessed countless dirty tricks used in his social circle, and he quickly realized that Felicity was not drunk. Instead,
she was intoxicated with a foreign substance.