Jenny's POV:
I looked at the piece of paper that had the names of the investors, with a satisfied grin spread across my face.
It took me no effort to get the truth out of the bloody fucker. The potion I gave him would make him cooperate and do anything I asked him without questions and the sweetest part is, he’ll never remember it.
I darted my eyes back to see him sleeping soundly. He fell asleep right after I got the necessary information out of him.
"So tell me, where are you and the investor meeting?" I had asked.
Without batting an eyelash or being aware of what was going on, he answered like a controlled robot, "Rumble Bailey restaurant." Or should I say a puppet.
I knew that restaurant and the thought of why it was chosen, baffled me. It wasn't all luxurious or a five-star re
