Camille was too weak to get up. Her eyelids were inexplicably heavy, and her voice was faint, but Will did not respond.

At this moment, sounds of heels hitting the floor approached.

Camille barely managed to raise her eyelids, seeing a pair of high-heeled shoes.

As she continued to lift her eyes, she found Will, who remained careless at the sight of her fall, and Jade Davis, whose presence was strange, were standing side by side.

Jade looked down on Camille with an expression of superiority, while Will's eager eyes settled on the former, and his hand moved on her waist up and down.

At the sight of the present scene, many things before suddenly made sense to Camille. No wonder that she occasionally smelt a different perfume from her own on Will and that Will was so anxious to buy the camera after being secretly photographed by that reporter.

It was all explained.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in Camille's left hand on which Jade had stepped.

"Bitch." With a smug smile, Jade raised her toes and revolved her foot on Camille's hand around the heel with full force.

The unbearable feeling of pain made Camille recover some strength.

"Why do you prevent my mom from getting married to John? After so many years of our waiting, that chance finally comes as your mother, Bonnie Davis, who was the main obstacle, died. Even she could not stop it when she was alive. What makes you think that you could?"

Too weak to reply, Camille could only stare at Will with confusion.

Seeing this, Jade put her hand on Will's chest and laughed, "Will, that bitch is looking at you."

"Disgusting." With an expression of repulsion, Will splashed the wine in his other hand onto Camille's face, "Disgusting and dull woman, you think I like you? If not for Jade, how could it be possible that I was willing to put up with the humiliation and serve obediently you every day?"

The cold rum hit Camille's face, sobering her up a bit.

Jade was satisfied with Will's action: "Bitch, you're as silly as your mother."

Camille felt a flame smoldering inside herself but could do nothing but mumble some words which sounded like a curse at Jade.

Jade moved her foot and kicked Camille in the stomach.

Camille was so painful that she curled up to cover her abdomen.

Jade laughed and started to flirt outrageously with Will. After a while, she said, "Honey, do it."

"Okay."

Reluctant to stop, Will kept his hands on Jade's body while nodding.

At that moment, Camille, who had been lying on the floor, staggered to her feet, grabbed her bag from the table, and ran out.

When Camille fell onto the floor, she was lucky enough to bring down a butter knife, which was now lodged in her thigh, causing constant pain but keeping her awake.

As Camille rushed to the restaurant door and switched off the main electric switch, the entire waterfront went dark.

Camille had no idea about their intention, but judging from the fact that Will remained conscious after drinking the same bottle of wine with her, she knew that they had made comprehensive arrangements and drugged her glass beforehand.

Will revealed his considerate disguise before her, picked a location far from downtown, turned off the monitors, as well as dismissed the restaurant staff in advance...

Camille was acutely aware that they had some conspiracy about which she had little knowledge against her.

She had to find a way to escape, no matter what.