Chapter 2821 - 2830: Renee Anderson, Don’t Make Me Look Down on You
Chapter 2821: Chapter 2830: Renee Anderson, Don’t Make Me Look Down on You
Renee was startled by his expression, and involuntarily stopped, "...Adam, I just think you don’t look right. What’s wrong with you?"
"I’m fine. Don’t come over!" Adam Sinclair gritted his teeth, holding himself up, his fingers gripping the edge of the table, his whole body tense with veins popping, struggling to endure.
There’s something wrong with the wine!
He could feel a fierce burning in his abdomen, and his strength was being drained as the fiery sensation spread through his body.
Hot.
Not just hot.
His whole body was in discomfort.
Wanted to take off clothes, wanted... a woman!
Adam clenched his teeth tightly, knowing he couldn’t stay there any longer. If he stayed, something would definitely happen! He stumbled, trying to support himself as he walked out, using his last bit of conscious reasoning to find the number for Baron Lawrence on his phone and pressed it.
The "buzz buzz..." of the phone rang out.
Adam was anxious, "Answer the phone, Baron, damn it, answer the phone!"
Meanwhile, Renee saw him trying to leave, snapped out of it, and immediately chased after him. ’Concernedly’ she grabbed his arm, "Adam, what’s wrong? Are you alright? Could you be drunk?"
Adam, unable to get away with her pulling him, for the first time had anger on his handsome face. Those Peach Blossom Eyes seemed to see through everything, staring directly at the apparently dignified woman, "Renee, let go! Don’t push me!"
Renee had a moment where her breath was cut off, and she almost instinctively let go. But in the next second, she chose to hold firmly onto the man’s hand, not letting him go, "Adam, what on earth happened to you? I’m merely worried about you..."
Damn it!
Now Adam was burning up, his skin felt like it was on fire. In the extreme heat of his body, the cold touch on his wrist became especially pronounced. It was like being in a desert about to die from the heat, and before being engulfed in flames, a piece of ice appeared in front of him.
Wanted... wanted more...
The veins on Adam’s forehead were bulging, indicating how hard he was enduring it. He glared angrily and anxiously at Renee, still pretending to be innocent. It was clear in his heart that he had likely fallen into a trap again.
The moment he saw Renee, he should have left.
He was too careless!
He didn’t expect she would go this far, using such sordid means. In the past, although she was calculating, she at least had a sense of shame. Her character was rather proud and disdainful of doing shady things.
He shouldn’t have confused the old Renee with the current Renee.
That night she had bought a reporter to set him up, something her former character couldn’t have done.
Renee, seeing the pain he was enduring and hiding, moved closer, her well-developed chest ’accidentally’ brushing against the man’s arm. She softened her voice, continuing to reach out, trying to touch Adam’s forehead, "Adam, your face is so red. Do you have a fever?"
’Slap!’
Adam swatted away her outstretched hand.
Forcing out the last bit of sanity, he gritted his teeth and warned, "Renee, don’t make me look down on you!"
—Don’t make me look down on you!
The power of these words was immense.
Even though Renee was prepared, when she heard this, her beautiful face still turned pale, "I don’t know what you’re talking about. What did I do to make you treat me like this? I’m just worried about you if you’re feeling unwell. Is that wrong?"