Chapter 1271 The Scent of Blood

Little did Sterling expect that the phone had constantly been showing an unreachable status as if someone had tampered with it and blocked his calls. He gnashed his teeth and relied on his memory to dial Sam's number. When the call connected, he spoke urgently. "I'm Sterling Fuller! Emily Collins is dangerous. Tell Brendan to stay away from her! Don't go see her alone!" "Dududu—" The call was abruptly cut off, and Sam only caught the second half of his message. 'Emily Collins is dangerous? Must not meet her alone?' Sam pursed his lips. He had no idea where Brendan had gone. - Brendan woke up from a loud door-knocking noise. He held on his forehead as intense pain and emptiness alternated, his face as white as paper. This was the first time he had such a severe side effect from drinking alcohol. The door-knocking sound had yet to cease. Brendan scanned the room and realized that he was in a room on top of the bar. He got out of bed and opened the door, and a waiter handed him