Chapter 859

Patrick's face stiffened, his hands nervously gripping his thighs as he hurriedly explained, "There's no way I'd slip something into your drink. We're already engaged, so it'd be pointless, wouldn't it? Besides, this wine is provided by the restaurant." Hannah narrowed her eyes, saying, "It better be." She swirled the dark red liquid in her glass, bringing it close to her lips. Just as she was about to drink, the door to the private room swung open, and a pair of warm, broad hands brushed against her fingertips, taking the glass from her hand. Hannah looked up in surprise. It was Noah. "What are you doing here?" Noah did not speak. Instead, he brought the glass to his nose, taking a gentle sniff, while he glanced at the man seated beside Hannah from the corner of his eye. Patrick swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure. "Who are you? I reserved this room, and you're trespassing. Please leave!" He moved to stand up, intending to snatch the wine glass from No