Chapter 323: Chapter 323

Anna’s words made those who had been cheering and clapping stop their movements.

The atmosphere became a bit awkward!

From Anna’s tone, it seemed she didn’t intend to give Wyatt any face.

Wyatt looked a bit embarrassed: "How long ago was that? I don’t remember, are you still holding onto it?"

"Well, I may not have any other strengths, but I have a good memory!"

"Then... then let me make it up to you with this drink, okay? Didn’t you say you wanted to collaborate well with me? After this drink, let’s truly bury the hatchet."

Upon hearing this, Anna looked at the glass of wine in Wyatt’s hand. After pausing for two seconds, she shifted her gaze back to him: "Are you really sincere about burying the hatchet with me?"

There was a hint of mystery in Anna’s question.

Wyatt didn’t know why, but Anna’s gaze made the hand offering her the wine tremble slightly with guilt.

"Of course I am, haven’t I been showing goodwill to you this whole time? However, my patience has limits. Let’s agree not to trouble each other anymore, shall we?"

Anna finally accepted the glass from Wyatt, who secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But then she didn’t drink it; instead, she placed the glass on the table and turned her head to talk to her agent, Mary.

Wyatt couldn’t help but feel anxious!

The table was crowded, with so many hands around, and Anna’s glass was placed at the edge. A careless sweep of a hand or a passing coat could easily knock it over, making Wyatt nervous.

The wine he prepared for Anna was specially spiked.

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"Anna, let’s finish this drink!" Wyatt grabbed Anna’s arm, attempting to reclaim her attention.

Anna responded, "Just drinking isn’t fun. How about we play a game instead?"

"Wyatt, can you play games?"

Anna asked Wyatt to put down the glass in his hand, and the two of them formed fists, readying to call out numbers.

Wyatt looked at his clenched finger and thumb forming a circle, then at Anna’s outstretched palm, baffled at his loss.

He took a sip of wine, still in disbelief, "Again!"

Anna played ten rounds of the game with Wyatt, winning each round completely.

In every round, before it even started, Wyatt experienced the ending, yet he couldn’t grasp how Anna managed to win every time.

Finally, in the last round, seeing Wyatt’s total defeat, Anna decided to drink with him.

At last, she drank the glass of wine!

Wyatt took a deep breath and couldn’t help but rush to the restroom to vomit.

After downing ten cups, he finally felt a bit better after throwing up everything in his stomach.

Wyatt came back to find Anna lying on the couch, her long slender legs slightly curled, revealing her alluring white ankles, her feet dangling off the couch. Her eyes, trying to open but failing, looked sleepy.

Wyatt called to her, seeing no response, helped her up, and casually told those nearby, "I’ll take her home."

"Hey? Wyatt, where are you taking Anna?"

Mary noticed and tried to follow, but Wyatt’s agent suddenly blocked her path: "Mary, we haven’t had a proper drink yet. Let me honor you with one."

"No buts. I really admire your work ethic and plan to introduce you to some big names in the industry to expand your network. You’d be letting me down if you didn’t let me pay my respects tonight."

Not just Wyatt’s agent, but several other assistants surrounded Mary, making it hard for her to break away.

Ever since Leo King had a run-in with Wyatt, he had not returned to stick with Anna, and Mason King wasn’t with Anna either.

Looking up again, Wyatt had already led Anna out of the restaurant, with no one else noticing.

Because Wyatt had also been drinking, he couldn’t drive. He directly called a car to take both himself and Anna back to the hotel.

Instead of returning to the hotel where their crew was staying, they went to another one.

Sharon Langley had arranged this in advance!

Wyatt Jagger used his ID to check in, one hand supporting Anna Thornton’s arm while the other swiped the card to open the door.

"I feel so uncomfortable, dizzy!" Anna Thornton mumbled while holding her head.

"Lie down for a while, and you’ll feel better," Wyatt Jagger comforted her.

After opening the room door, Wyatt Jagger helped Anna Thornton to the bed first.

The moment the woman’s head touched the pillow, she lost all response, closed her eyes tightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

It seems the drug is taking effect!

Wyatt Jagger sat down to catch his breath, looked at the woman lying fully clothed on the bed, and covered her with half of the quilt, worried she might catch a cold.

After all, he was the one who drugged Anna Thornton, and Wyatt Jagger felt quite guilty about it.

But he had no choice; he had promised to help Marilyn Ford vent her anger.

"Anna, please don’t blame me! I won’t do anything to you, just need to stay in the same room for a while to let you bear a bit of media pressure. With your usual lively and cheerful attitude, this shouldn’t be a big deal for you, right? But she’s different!"

Anna Thornton can’t hear it now, and Wyatt Jagger didn’t know why he bothered to speak.

Maybe just because it felt too boring!

Alone with a woman, they needed to stay here facing each other for at least three to four hours.

Actually, one hour would suffice.

Sharon Langley had already arranged reporters outside the hotel; photos and videos of Wyatt Jagger supporting Anna Thornton into the hotel should have been taken just now.

By tomorrow, the media would expose the news of their rendezvous.

Even if Anna Thornton and Wyatt Jagger did nothing in the room, who would believe it? With photos and videos of them entering and exiting the hotel together as evidence, would anyone believe they were in the room watching poker or reading luminous scripts?

This is different from last time when they were photographed going to the bathroom together; no matter how you explain it, no one would believe it.

Since Wyatt Jagger entered the entertainment industry, this was the first time he cooperated with such a publicity stunt.

Since he was mentally prepared to be photographed in this situation, how could an hour be enough for the dignity of a male artist? Wyatt Jagger felt he needed to stay here for at least three to four hours at least!

When he first heard from Sharon Langley about the plan to stir rumors with Anna Thornton, Wyatt Jagger thought it was absurd.

Now he himself felt confused!

But he gritted his teeth and thought about it for Marilyn Ford, even though he felt sorry for Anna Thornton, he still chose to do it.

At worst, he would apologize and explain to her tomorrow!

However, sitting there, Wyatt Jagger felt something was off with his entire body.

Feeling a bit... a bit hot!

Wyatt Jagger unbuttoned the second and third buttons on his shirt, revealing a chest with decent muscle lines.

Not physically itchy! It was an itch in his heart! He couldn’t scratch it?

There was an energy with no place to go, and a suppressed heat faintly gathering below his stomach.

Wyatt Jagger, as a mature man, of course, knew what this feeling was.

His gaze unintentionally shifted to the girl lying on the bed, starting from her ankle slowly upward, able to imagine the graceful figure beneath the quilt.

Wyatt Jagger remembered that Anna Thornton seemed to have a great figure, with at least a C cup, right?

It’s just that, due to the plot’s needs, she always wore loose-fitting baseball uniforms that covered it.

In the past, with his prejudice against her, Wyatt Jagger didn’t dare to look closely.

Now, as his gaze landed on Anna Thornton’s face, it was as if it was glued there, unable to move away.

Anna Thornton is very beautiful, isn’t she?

At this moment, Wyatt Jagger reflected that his previous comment about Veridia having no beauties was sheer nonsense.

With Anna Thornton’s looks, not only in Veridia, but in the entire entertainment industry, there was no one more beautiful than her.

Even though Wyatt Jagger liked Marilyn Ford, he had to admit that Marilyn’s appearance was in the elegant and subtle category, without much aggressiveness, occasionally appearing a bit bland.

What attracted Wyatt Jagger was her character, noble, elegant, unworldly, a refreshing stream in the entertainment industry that makes people want to protect her.

Anna Thornton, on the other hand, was completely opposite; her perfection didn’t appear rigid, possessing a unique and radiant aura, an unparalleled blend of purity and allure.

She belonged to the type that would inspire desire and possession thoughts in most men at first sight.

The more Wyatt Jagger looked at Anna Thornton, the more he felt an unbearable itch in his heart!

He had collaborated with Anna Thornton in filming for quite some time, knowing she was beautiful, but he always put prejudice in front of his eyes, telling himself not to be deceived by her looks.

However, today he felt an intense, almost bursting physical impulse to possess her, to aggressively...