Nathan's accusation was glaringly evident, catching Anabelle off guard.
She pursed her lips in silence, pondering how to respond to this query.
Administering the green bean juice to Nathan to render him unconscious had been an impromptu decision on Anabelle's part. It served two purposes: to avoid engaging in a physical relationship with him and to buy herself extra time to search for useful information.
However, she had overlooked this fatal flaw.
After a brief pause, Nathan spoke first. "I'm glad you're okay. Gastric lavage is quite unpleasant, and I wouldn't want you to go through that pain."
Anabelle's heart raced, almost suffocating her.
After some thought, she offered an explanation. "I think it's because I focused more on drinking than eating the steak, so I'm fine."
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