CHAPTER 146

Pres eyed the wine glass nervously and blurted out,

"What is that? Are you holding some grudge against Declan? Are you going to poison him when he's at his lowest?"

Gael sighed, more exasperated than ever before.

Fixing Pres with a stern look, he replied icily, "Better to knock him out than let him lose control."

Realizing his mistake, Pres let out an awkward laugh.

"Sleeping pills, huh? Sorry