Ethan knew what Krystal was up to very well. He had noticed it since Tatiana offered him the glass of wine.

He deemed it disdainful. Although it was a simple yet effective method, he thought that it was humiliating for someone like Krystal to do that.

She had her own calculations, and he had his own plan.

He stopped in his tracks after following her for a while.

She looked at him. "What's wrong?"

"I think I left my phone on the couch. You should get back to your room. I'll go look for you later."

"What if you don't come?" Obviously, Krystal wasn't willing to let that happen.

Ethan questioned back, "Do you think that I won't go look for you when you have clues about Liv? She's everything to me."

Even though it hurt her to hear him say that, Krystal was assured that he would come later. "I'll wait for you in the room, then."

Ethan hummed in response and turned away to leave.

His nether regions were slightly burning, indicating that the drug was kicking in.

He had drunk the