Gifford looked at the small hand on his arm, confused. "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid of..." Chantel tried to come up with something. "I'm a little nervous. I can't sleep alone in a hotel room. Besides, I just watched a horror movie. Gifford, it's only a few more hours to dawn. Please let me in!" Her face turned pale.
Her frightened expression caught Gifford off-guard and he believed her. He thought that she really was scared of staying alone.
The truth was that she was indeed frightened, but not because she was afraid of sleeping alone or because of the horror movie; she was terrified, thinking about what she was about to do.
Gifford moved aside to let her in. When she passed by him, he felt a rush throughout his body.
He was confused. Why did he feel like that all of a sudden?
Meanwhile, Chantel had already entered his room and obediently sat on the other bed.
She was so tensed and already had difficulty breathing.
After he shut the door, Gifford took two steps forward, feeling an inexplicable hot stream rapidly coursing through his body.
He scanned Chantel's expression. "Have you applied something on your body? What's that fragrance?"
She gripped the hem of her clothes tightly. "Oh! The scent? I used the hotel's body wash. Does it smell good? I thought so too."
God knew how hard it was for her to finish that sentence.
She felt her cheeks burn and her breath become jagged. She knew that the drug was working.
Holding back the strange desire in him, Gifford strode into the room. "Go to sleep!"
Chantel stood up abruptly and asked, "Gifford, where are you going?"
"I have to wash my face." 'Maybe I'm just too sleepy, ' he thought.
Afraid that he might leave, she quickly trotted to block his way despite her weak legs. "Gifford...I don't feel too well... I think I took something bad..."
Gifford's eyes fell on her red lips and he was instantly attracted to them. He had the sudden urge to kiss her.
But he knew that something was wrong with her. He pulled a long face and questioned her harshly, "Chantel! What on earth did you take? Did you apply something on your body?"
Unable to control herself, Chantel wrapped her arms around his waist and said, "I don't know. Please help me..." She really had no idea what Erica had given her!
The drug was too strong.
She leaned into his arms and kissed his chest. Gifford lost complete control of himself. He held her tightly in his arms and kissed her red lips, regardless of the consequences.
The moans from the room did not subside until dawn.
Chantel fell asleep soon after, but Gifford couldn't sleep. He went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
When he came out, she was still sound asleep.
Now, he knew for sure that he had been tricked—played by the girl whom he had rescued and taken home!
He lowered himself on to the bed, and ran his fingers through a wisp of Chantel's black hair on the pillow. He whispered, "You better pray for yourself and hope that you are innocent in this game. If I find out that you had a part in this..."
If this was really Chantel's idea, he wouldn't let her off easy!
His gaze fell on the marks on her neck. His eyes darkened.
Although Chantel didn't have a fine figure, the sex was very good.
At the Pearl Villa District
Early that morning, Matthew retrieved the surveillance video of the corridor of the hotel and sent it to Erica. She hid herself under the quilt, laughing wildly.
In the video, Chantel entered Gifford's room in the middle of the night and didn't come out the whole night. Obviously, their plan had succeeded!
'Soon, I will have a nephew or niece!' she giggled.
'No, one night is not enough to make Chantel pregnant. But how to trick Gifford into having sex with her again? He may have already noticed that he was fooled.
It won't be easy to trick him again, ' she pondered.
When she was having her breakfast, she received a call from Gifford.
She quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and cleared her throat before answering. "Hello, Gifford! What's up?"
Gifford was already fully dressed. He looked at the sleeping Chantel in the bed and asked Erica, "Erica Li, what did you do? Where were you last night?"
"Last night? I slept peacefully in my husband's arms. What else would I do?" She sounded so innocent.
"Why is last night's surveillance video in the corridor missing?"
"The surveillance video? Why is it missing? But what do you want the surveillance video for?"
Gifford was speechless. Either Erica's acting skill was too good, or she really had nothing to do with the incident.
But he still didn't believe that Chantel could set him up without the help of someone else.
If there really was no one behind Chantel and he was tricked so easily by her, then Gifford might as well resign from the military.
"Erica, you better run and hide. If I find a single clue that leads to you, I will pack you off to the South Pole and make sure that you never come back!" Gifford threatened.
If this was Erica and Chantel's planning, he would give them hell.
These girls didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all. How dare they act so recklessly!
This could destroy Chantel's life.
Putting the phone aside on speaker, Erica continued to have her breakfast leisurely. "I have no idea what you are talking about. Did something happen?"
Gifford gnashed his teeth. His sister was so stubborn! He wished he could go to the villa and interrogate her face to face. "Fine, don't admit it. I'll investigate it myself. If I find out that you are behind all this, I will show you what I can do. Just wait and see, Erica Li!"
"Okay, okay! I'll wait, my dear brother!" Erica was confident of Matthew's way of doing things. As long as Chantel didn't tell Gifford, it would be impossible for him to find the truth.
Judging from her complacent tone, Gifford could tell that she definitely had something to do with this. However, he didn't have any evidence yet, so he hung up the phone without taking any more of her nonsense.
Since Erica was tough to break and refused to tell the truth, all he could do was stay and wait for Chantel to wake up. He had to interrogate this girl first.
Erica went off to school happily. Chantel was still asleep while Gifford was busy waiting for her to wake up.
In the afternoon, as soon as she opened her eyes, Chantel heard the familiar voice. "You are finally awake."
Her heart skipped a beat. "Gifford..." Her voice was hoarse, and it sounded sexy to his ears at that moment.
Ignoring her shy expression, he looked at his watch and said, "You've slept for six hours and seven minutes. And I've been waiting for you to wake up for six hours and seven minutes too. Now, tell me!
Chantel shrank back into the quilt. "What are you talking about?" When she turned around, she felt a stabbing pain. 'Ouch, that hurt...'
"Tell the truth and you will receive a lighter punishment! So, I advise you to spill everything!" When he looked at her, Gifford couldn't help but think of what had happened last night. He coughed to cover up his fantasies.
Chantel had planned to leave as soon as she had succeeded in sleeping with him. But she had fallen asleep as soon as they stopped making love. She couldn't have left either way because Gifford hadn't slept all night.
Now that she had to face him, she had no choice but to deny her involvement in the crime. It was time to put her acting skill to good use. She feigned innocence and said, "I'm confused too. Didn't you investigate the matter?"
'The surveillance video has been deleted. How else can I investigate this?' Gifford thought helplessly.