NovelTrueChapter 1665:
“How could such cruelty befall you... and subsequently destroy me?”
The devastating truth she had never shared hung between them: that night, the invisible hand that had drugged
Ernest had not stopped there—Linda, too, had fallen victim to the ssinister plot!
At this crucial juncture, Eric's voice emerged from the periphery, injecting a new perspective into the emotionally
charged atmosphere.
“That particular evening,” Eric clarified with careful precision, “Ernest was engaged in negotiations with several
key representatives from MK Capital.”
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“MK Capital?” The nstruck Linda like an electrical current, causing her body to stiffen instantaneously.
Though the specifics of MK Capital remained a mystery to her, the memory of Ernest mentioning his business
appointment there that evening resurfaced with sudden clarity in her mind.
With her calendar blissfully unoccupied for those forty-eight hours and yearning for additional moments in
Ernest's company, she had impulsively decided to accompany him on what should have been a routine business
trip.
The evening of the life-altering incident had featured an opulent ball—all crystal chandeliers and champagne
fountains—hosted with extravagant flourish by MK Capital.
Throughout the evening, Ernest had circulated through the crowd with practiced ease, shaking hands and forging
connections, while Linda drifted through the periphery of the gathering, increasingly isolated and forgotten.
When an alarming warmth began to spread through Linda’s limbs and her vision blurred at the edges, her
instinctive response was to seek Ernest's steadying presence.
However, upon scanning the glittering assembly with increasing desperation, she discovered Ernest had
vanished from the ballroom entirely.
Battling a growing disorientation, she had made her unsteady way toward his hotel suite, clinging to hallway
walls for support.
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But fate had cruelly misdirected her steps—instead of finding sanctuary in Ernest’s quarters, she had unwittingly
stumbled into the lavish bridal suite belonging to Robin and his new wife, Elissa!
When consciousness returned hours later and Linda's bleary eyes focused on the unfamiliar masculine profile
slumbering beside her, a sickening wave of dissociation crashed over her, as though she were observing the
calamity from somewhere outside her own body.
Gripped by primal panic, Linda had gathered her scattered garments with trembling hands and fled the scene
before her unknown companion stirred, practically sprinting back to the safety of her assigned quarters.
Pure, unadulterated terror had coursed through her veins like liquid nitrogen, freezing rational thought!
The mechanics of the situation remained an incomprehensible blur in her memory. Worse still, the specter of
Ernest's reaction loomed large—how could she possibly face the man she loved if he discovered her apparent
infidelity with a stranger?
Would his love survive such a revelation, or would he recoil from her touch forevermore?
Linda had refused to entertain these devastating possibilities, shutting them away in the darkest corner of her
mind as primitive survival instincts screamed for immediate escape.
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