Chapter 89

Shirley followed Benjamin into the basement. She spotted Donald in the empty room, standing calmly next to two men sprawled on the ground, their faces battered and bruised. Benjamin leaned lazily against the iron door, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze fixed on her. "You wanted to know who drugged your drink? That's them." Shirley frowned and stepped closer to the two men. It took her a moment to recognize that one of them was Evan. "It was you?" she asked in disbelief. She barely knew this man. They'd crossed paths once at an event, and even last night, when they'd brushed past each other, she hadn't recognized him. The moment Evan saw her, he trembled and began crawling toward her on his hands and knees. "Ms. Weiss, please! Have mercy on me! I was blind and driven by lust! I'll never do it again, I swear!" His face was a mess of blood, and it dripped steadily onto the floor with every word he spoke. Shirley noticed he was missing several teeth. Shirley scoffed at his expl