CHAPTER 297: CHAPTER 297: REPEATING THE OLD TRICK

Vera Yates deliberately said, "Oh, Stephen, my bag is in the car. Can you help me get it? I want to touch up my makeup."

Landon Lawson just felt it was very strange, but didn’t say much. After all, Vera Yates always manages to achieve her own goals, and he can never refuse her. He might as well obediently agree since it wouldn’t harm him much; it’s just fetching a bag!

Landon Lawson slightly nodded, wiped his hands, and turned around to grab the keys and headed out to get Vera Yates’s bag.

Vera Yates only felt relieved after watching Landon Lawson walk out of the room. She quickly took out a pill hidden in her pocket and swiftly put it into Landon Lawson’s glass.

As she watched the pill slowly dissolve, Vera Yates gradually felt very happy. Her plan was about to succeed.

Landon Lawson came back with the bag and handed it over to Vera Yates very gentlemanly.

Vera Yates said shyly, "Thank you!"

Landon Lawson didn’t say much, just wiped his hands again and began to enjoy his dinner. He thought any talk could wait until after the dinner; over the years, he should surely have some feelings for her, but even such feelings must have a resolution.

After taking the bag, Vera Yates showed a conspiratorial smile on her face, "Stephen, the movie I filmed is already wrapped up and will be released soon. Let’s drink this glass to celebrate the two of us."

Landon Lawson naturally didn’t find it strange, as it was according to what she said, and picked up the glass.

Watching Landon Lawson drink the wine in one go, Vera Yates finally felt at ease.

Vera Yates continued eating and, feeling the time was right, said to Landon Lawson, "Stephen, let’s go for a walk, and we’ll come back later to get the car."

Landon Lawson agreed, but just as he stood up, he felt dizzy. He thought it was due to the many company affairs lately and being too tired, so he didn’t suspect anything.

But Vera Yates, standing aside, felt extremely excited. She knew the drug effect was kicking in, and soon her plan would succeed.

Landon Lawson walked ahead, enjoying the city’s scenery, almost forgetting there was another woman beside him.

Vera Yates didn’t follow to talk. She just wanted Landon Lawson to be alone in the cold wind for a while because soon, the man in front of her would be entirely hers.

Why rush at this moment? If she said something unpleasant now, irritating him and driving him away, all her plans would fail, which would be a great loss.

With every step, the dizziness in Landon Lawson’s head intensified. He struggled to endure, not understanding why he felt so dizzy today. How could such a small amount of alcohol make him feel so uncomfortable?

Vera Yates, seeing it was almost time, quickly stepped forward, grabbed Landon Lawson’s arm, and said, "Stephen, how are you? You look uncomfortable. Let me drive you home to rest."

In an instant, Landon Lawson felt incredibly dizzy, unable to hear any external sounds. He clearly wanted to withdraw his hand, but his entire body seemed to have lost all strength. He was completely powerless. What’s happening? Why has it come to this?

Vera Yates didn’t answer and straightforwardly dragged Landon Lawson back to his car, driving him home.

Upon reaching home, Landon Lawson felt as though his whole body was on fire, hot and restless. He recklessly loosened his tie, trying to drink more water to cool his body and mind. He had no idea what was happening to him.

Vera Yates had everything prepared at Landon Lawson’s house. Now was the final step.

She felt very happy that her dream that had lasted for years was about to be realized, and from tonight onward, Landon Lawson would never be able to get rid of her.

Vera Yates knew Landon Lawson could no longer tell who was who and had completely lost consciousness. This was her finest chance for reckless behavior.

Vera Yates threw Landon Lawson onto the bed in his bedroom lightly.

Standing at the foot of the bed, she watched Landon Lawson with a slightly flushed face, feeling hot and uncomfortable, muttering repeatedly, "So hot, water."

Vera Yates watched him while slowly removing her clothes. After taking off her outer layer, she climbed onto the bed.

She slowly climbed onto Landon Lawson, starting to kiss him, and he didn’t feel as uncomfortable anymore.

Suddenly, Landon Lawson jolted awake and quickly pushed Vera Yates away when he saw her.

Vera Yates was genuinely startled.

Landon Lawson almost roared, "What are you doing? What have you done to me?"

Vera Yates hadn’t expected him to be so sober even after taking such a drug.

Thinking it was just a flashback, she gently approached Landon Lawson again, saying softly, "Nothing. I just saw you were unwell and wanted to comfort you a bit. If I’m a little closer, wouldn’t you feel better?"

Vera Yates’s provocative words combined with her slow advances trapped Landon Lawson deeply, but suddenly, he remembered a day five years ago when he had felt the same.

Landon Lawson seemed to understand something. He pushed Vera Yates away once more.

Vera Yates was visibly angry. How could Landon Lawson remain this clear-headed despite taking her drug for so long?

Seeing her plan just nearing success only to be interrupted repeatedly left her feeling very uncomfortable.

Landon Lawson rubbed his head, touched his face, feeling incredibly hot, and with eyes wide open in fury, looked at Vera Yates, saying, "Was it you? Did you drug me?"

Vera Yates feigned innocence, saying, "What do you mean, drug? I don’t understand. Lie down if you’re feeling unwell. I’ll give you a massage; you’ll feel better."

Landon Lawson pushed Vera Yates onto the ground angrily, saying, "Stop pretending. Five years ago, I felt exactly the same. Remember that day when after I drank a glass of wine, I ended up like this? Was it you who drugged me back then, and why repeat this today?"

While being pushed to the ground, Vera Yates felt pain, and furiously retorted, "So what if it was me? You’re now like an ant in my hand. You’ll do whatever I say."

Finishing, Vera Yates swiftly got up and climbed back onto Landon Lawson, reaching to strip him.

The woman gasped, "Landon Lawson, I’ve loved you for so many years. Do you have a place for me in your heart? Have you ever thought about what I wanted? From the beginning, I only wanted you, yet you would rather give Sienna than me. She slept with you once and succeeded, why can’t I?"

The woman shouted continuously with no hesitation in her actions.

Though Landon Lawson felt powerless, he tightly grabbed Vera Yates’s arm. He struggled to his feet and threw her aside, then quickly put on his coat and ran out.

Landon Lawson just felt increasingly uncomfortable, hotter and redder by the moment. Thinking of the incident five years ago, he believed he had wronged Sienna. He never imagined things would develop this way.

He never thought that the seemingly gentle Vera Yates could be such a person.

Landon Lawson now feels very uncomfortable, but he can’t go home; he doesn’t know where he should go.

Unconsciously, he has already run to Sienna Quinn’s house. Landon Lawson can’t worry about face issues now; he just wants a place to rest well.

Landon Lawson didn’t care about anything; the drug’s effect was getting stronger, and his mind was a bit unclear. If he doesn’t find a place to rest soon, he might really collapse.

Landon Lawson staggered and rang the doorbell.

Sienna Quinn had just settled Evan Quinn, taken a shower, and was ready to have a comfortable sleep. Recently, the company’s matters have been overwhelming, and it’s been a long time since she took a break.

Suddenly, she hears the urgent doorbell. She’s puzzled about who can be visiting at this time.

Sienna Quinn slowly and curiously went to open the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Landon Lawson swaying at the door, his face flushed.

Sienna Quinn widened her eyes and curiously asked, "What’s wrong with you?"

Before Landon Lawson could speak, he felt he couldn’t bear it anymore and suddenly leaned on Sienna.

Sienna Quinn’s entire body felt like it was electrified, and for a moment, she didn’t know where to put her hands.

Landon Lawson felt like he was home, leaning entirely on her, closing his eyes in a daze.

Although Sienna didn’t know what happened, she knew he must have been set up. With him in her house now, if something happened, she couldn’t bear the responsibility. It’s better to let him rest in the room, and naturally, he would leave when he wakes up in the morning.

Sienna quietly took Landon into the house, putting him on the bed.

She turned to leave, but suddenly a strong force pulled her back.

Sienna fell onto the bed. Fortunately, the bed was soft, so she didn’t feel significant pain.

Before Sienna realized it, Landon Lawson unleashed a beastly attack!

Sienna was overwhelmed by Landon, almost unable to breathe; the suddenness of it all took her by surprise. Without knowing anything, Landon had already done shameless acts to her.

Sienna completely didn’t know what to do, her mind went blank: "Landon Lawson! Landon Lawson! Do you know what you’re doing? Let me go."

Perhaps the drug had taken full effect; Landon didn’t want to hear anything, nor could he hear anything. All he wanted was to possess the woman in front of him as soon as possible.

This familiar feeling made Landon feel very comfortable, a long-lost scent circling his nose. This aroma made him feel very close and willing to let down all defenses, just wanting to stay with the person in front of him for a long time.

Sienna used all her strength to push him away.

But Sienna was only wearing a bathrobe; Landon easily tore it off completely and threw it aside.

For the first time in years, Sienna was so exposed in front of Landon, overwhelmed with both shyness and anger.

Sienna knew Landon might only be affected by the drug or was too drunk. If he woke up the next morning, he probably wouldn’t remember this.

Sienna didn’t want to be defiled so senselessly, completely unclear about the situation.

Sienna shouted angrily: "Landon Lawson, you beast, let me go."

Landon ignored her, as if he couldn’t hear, kissing Sienna, as if wanting to swallow her whole.

Landon’s mind was also in chaos, not knowing where he was or what he was saying; he only felt that the current scene made him feel very at ease.

Sienna stopped struggling and shouting; she feared her shouts might disturb her son sleeping next door. If her son saw the scene, as a mother, she would have nowhere to hide.

That entire night, Sienna didn’t know if it was torture or if there was a tiny bit of enjoyment.

The morning sun shone on Sienna, who had slept very deeply. When she woke up, she found no one beside her.

Sienna, groggy, got up, thinking Landon might have fled in a panic.

But when she walked into the kitchen, she found a man making breakfast for her.

Landon smiled gently and said, "You’re awake? Come, have breakfast!"

Sienna was utterly confused about everything that happened from last night until now!

Sienna, like kneeling deeply, sat on the chair. Looking at the array of food, she did feel a bit hungry; after all, the noise last night was too much, quite exhausting.

Sienna slowly took a sip of milk and then picked up a piece of bread to eat.

Landon brought out the freshly made eggs, put them on the table, and sat down to eat with Sienna.

After a couple of bites, Landon said, "Sienna, last night..."

Sienna had just taken a sip of milk, almost choking, her face turning red. She hurriedly said, "Don’t say it, I know."

Sienna dreaded hearing something she didn’t want to hear. He’d rather deceive himself than let the man in front of her speak the truth, coldly piercing his heart. What happened years ago taught him not to fantasize anymore.

But Landon, with determined eyes, looked at Sienna and said, "Last night, it was Vera Yates who drugged me. I rushed out and ended up at your place, and last night... I’m sorry."

Landon did not expect that when the drug took effect, he would come to Sienna’s place.

Sienna just lowered her head, eating breakfast, without saying a word.

But then, as if suddenly realizing something: "Drug?"

Sienna murmured softly.