Chapter 68 Let's Test It Out
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Everyone turned toward the source of the voice, stunned to see Arthur back in the private room. His jacket,
casually slung over his arm earlier, was now loosely held in one hand. The air around him radiated menace, an
unmistakable storm brewing
beneath his calm exterior.
His lips parted, and his low, magnetic voice cut through the tension. “I changed my mind. | feel like playing, after
all.” His sharp gaze swept across the room, making everyone's blood run cold. “What? You all planning to stay
and watch?”
The men, already wary of Arthur, sobered up immediately. They scrambled to leave, not forgetting to shut the
door behind them thoughtfully. Silence fell over the room.
Charlotte never expected him to cback. Watching his tall frapproach, she rose from the couch
instinctively, her body tensing with caution. Arthur’s eyes locked onto hers. He thought, “That looks so familiar.
Charlotte always looks atlike that, too. How could two different people share the sgaze?”
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Arthur's curiosity burned stronger now. He thought again, “What is hiding beneath her mask? Would it surprise or
shock me?” He stepped closer, each stride deliberate and unyielding. His towering presence bore down on her
like a tidal wave,
suffocating and inescapable.
Charlotte shrank back instinctively, unsettled by the intensity in his eyes. Lowering her gaze, she avoided his
stare. “Thank you,
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Her mind was beginning to fog again, and a dull ache had started gnawing at her stomach. That bottle of vodka
she'd downed earlier was no joke. Charlotte thought, “I must find Evie. If | don’t leave soon, my disguise will
crumble completely -and when that happens, everything will fall apart.”
“Is that all you've got to say?”
Arthur stopped a few steps away, the light above casting shadows over his chiseled features. His deep-set eyes
glimmered with amusement as he looked at her almost playfully. “Ms. Aroma, you've provokedtand time
again, yet here | am, saving you. Wouldn't you say I'm quite the saint?”
Charlotte thought, “Is this guy for real? Complimenting himself? And pushingto agree with him?”
Still, facts were facts. “Mr. Harrison, this bottle of fragrance might temporarily ease your symptoms,” she said,
her tone measured despite the chaos swirling in her mind. “And thank you for savingjust now.”
Summoning what little composure she had left, Charlotte retrieved a small bottle from her bag and placed it on
the table, sliding it toward him.
“If you need more in the future, I'll give you a discount.” She hesitated, then added, “The materials are quite
rare, and | just want to make a little money. | hope you'll understand.”
Arthur leaned forward, picking up the tiny bottle. About the size of a perfvial, its contents were clear and
shimmered faintly under the light. His fingers turned it over, examining it with casual curiosity. “It will work after
| spray it?” he asked.
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“Yes.” Charlotte nodded. “You saw how effective it was at Sir Caldwell’s birthday party, didn’t you? | believe it'll
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Arthur said with a faint smile, “Let's test it out.” With that, he unscrewed the cap and, after a brief pause, aimed
it directly at
Charlotte.
Charlotte, already dazed, didn’t react in time. The moment she caught the familiar scent, her eyes widened in
shock, staring at him in disbelief.
Before she could say a word, a powerful wave of drowsiness crashed over her, pulling her under like a tide.
Unable to fight it, she felt her eyelids fluttered shut and she collapsed onto the couch, fast asleep. Her golden
butterfly mask sparkled under the light as she lay there, perfectly still.
Arthur's brows lifted slightly at the sight. Replacing the cap on the bottle, he stepped closer, looming over her
slumbering form. For a moment, he stared at the golden mask that hid her face. Then, slowly, he reached out,
his fingers brushing against its edge.
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