Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 711
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 711
“Miss J’Adore? Are you sure?” Rebecca asked again, seeking confirmation.
The server nodded in response. “Mm-hmm. I can prepare a glass of water for you if you’d like.”
Rebecca shook her head politely when she heard that. “That’s not necessary,” she refused. “I’ll just get
a glass of water myself.”
When the server wasn’t paying attention, Rebecca took the chance to release the pill discreetly from
under her fingernail into the glass of water.
The white pill dissolved immediately; it was colorless upon dissolving, so it was impossible to
differentiate it from a normal glass of water.
The server did not notice Rebecca’s actions because she was focused on Rebecca’s silhouette.
After that, the server brought the glass of water to Janet. “Miss J’Adore, you requested for a glass of
cooled water.” She placed the glass of water on the table.
“Thank you.” Janet picked up the glass and took a sip.
On the other side of the room, Mason was chatting with a president of a company when a flute of
champagne appeared in front of him suddenly. “Happy Birthday, Young Master Mason. Cheers!”
Mason paused and he glanced at the flute of champagne indifferently. “I’m sorry but I do not drink
champagne.”
Rebecca lowered her gaze when she heard that. She appeared hurt and she seemed especially pitiful
when she said, “That’s fine. I’ll prepare a glass of red wine for you instead.”
With that, she turned around to leave, not giving Mason a chance to speak.
After a while, Rebecca showed up with a fresh glass of red wine. “Young Master Mason, here is the red
wine that you requested earlier.” She was slightly blushing at that point.
He was about to reject her when Rebecca asked while looking hurt, “Young Master Mason, are you
afraid that I might have drugged your wine? Why are you unwilling to drink it?”
Mason kept quiet when he heard that.
After a pause, he accepted the glass of wine from Rebecca. He looked up at her and his almond-
shaped eyes flashed with traces of a smile. “Thank you.”
She was exhilarated that Mason accepted the glass of wine and she spaced out as she stared into his
eyes.
His almond-shaped eyes seemed to possess a mysterious power because she was sucked into his
gaze.
After that, Rebecca stared at him unblinkingly as though she was in heat.
Mason gazed into her eyes and he couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Then, he exchanged their wine
glasses effortlessly.
The man then left with the glass of wine in his hand.
On the other hand, Rebecca swallowed greedily while staring at Mason’s strong and sturdy back.
Something seems to be pulling me toward him because a mere gaze from him is enough to get me
worked up. As long as Mason drinks that glass of wine, the drug will take effect in ten minutes. By that
time, it will be utterly unbearable for him. I am sure that he will go to the restroom to splash some water
onto his face or finish himself off. However, having a cold shower and finishing himself off wouldn’t be
effective for this kind of drug, because a woman is the only antidote.
Rebecca felt excited when she imagined the possibilities.
Since everything went ahead so smoothly, Rebecca went looking for Esme in a hurry. “Mom, are the
virile men here?”
Esme nodded. “Yes; they are.” The group of virile men entered the premises by pretending to be
Magnus’ bodyguards.
“Great. Get them to go into the restroom after ten minutes and I will place the ‘Under Maintenance’ sign
at the restroom door.” Well, since J’Adore has had that glass of water, her body will heat up and she
will feel unbearable once the drug takes effect. I am sure that she will go into the restroom to wash her
face to avoid others witnessing her embarrassing state. When the time comes, the group of virile men
will enter the female’s restroom to carry her up to one of the rooms upstairs.
Then, they will be free to have some fun with that b*tch J’Adore, and she will end up as the abandoned
daughter of a wealthy family by the time she wakes up the next day. Ha! When Rebecca thought of
that, a trace of cruelty flashed across her gaze before she lifted the glass of wine, taking a sip through
pursed lips.