Chapter 112 

Baldrick clenched his fists tightly. 

If he had known that Nancy could be in danger, he swore he would never have let her go to the business meeting alone, not even with Neil there supposedly for safety. 

Meanwhile, inside a speeding car, Judson held Nancy close as soon as they got in, and the driver discreetly raised the partition. 

“It’s so hot-” Nancy mumbled, gulping down air as a feverish heat coursed through her body. She began tugging at her clothes unconsciously. 

Judson grabbed her hands, his brow furrowed. “Nancy, calm down.” 

Before he could finish his sentence, Nancy pressed herself against him. Judson froze, his body turning to stone as her warmth seeped into his cold embrace. 

She nestled against him, breathing in the sandalwood scent clinging to his shirt. “You smell… so nice.” 

Judson stiffened but resisted, gently pushing her away. “Nancy, you’ve been drugged, try to-” 

His words were cut off when Nancy pressed her lips to his, stealing his breath away as all reason vanished. He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her back fiercely, overwhelmed by the sweetness. 

It was only when Nancy struggled for breath that Judson pulled back, gazing at her flushed face. “Nancy, who 

am I?” 

Dazed, she looked at him, her eyes unfocused. “Jud… Judson…” 

“Yes, it’s me.” As soon as the words left his mouth, she wrapped her arms around his neck again. “I feel so uncomfortable…” she complained. 

“I’m not feeling much better,” he admitted, just as the car came to a sudden stop. 

The driver’s shaky voice came through the partition, “Mr. Buchanan, there’s a traffic jam ahead. What should we 

do?” 

Judson was about to curse under his breath and respond when he felt Nancy slip her hand under his shirt. Her touch sent shivers racing down his spine. 

“Find a nearby hotel,” he ordered, catching her wandering hand, his eyes dark with desire. 

Nancy pouted, her eyes glistening as she looked up at him. “If I can’t touch you, I’ll find someone else.” 

“Don’t you dare!” Judson growled, biting down on her neck lightly. “You’re only allowed to touch me.” 

He captured her lips once more, and he knew that once they reached the hotel, all restraint would be gone. 

At the club. 

“Mr. Sandro, what brings you here?” Potter asked in surprise as Baldrick stepped out of the car. 

Before he could calm down, Lenard rushed out of another vehicle. “Thel, what happened to Nancy? Who was bold enough to take her?” 

Thel glanced between the distressed Lenard and the grim–faced Baldrick, ready to explain, but was interrupted by the commotion from inside. 

“Come on, let’s check it out! Lena got caught with some random guy in the restroom. How desperate is that?” 

Baldrick and Lenard exchanged looks of shock before dashing inside, leaving Potter standing there, bewildered. Lena, caught in the restroom with some stranger? Impossible. She was last seen leaving with a strikingly handsome man… 

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