Chapter 1087

In less than a minute, the entire room was enveloped by the smell of poisonous smoke, let alone Ayla's immediate surroundings. Ayla couldn't take it anymore. She narrowed her eyes. Beads of sweat rolled from her forehead to her rosy cheeks. Strands of hair soaked in sweat clung to her cheeks, making her vulnerably charming. She didn't have any strength left to resist and was completely helpless in the endless poisonous smoke. Just as Fernando had warned, the Fiery Fox's effects were too potent. Regardless of gender, a sniff of it could cause one's blood to spurt out, potentially leading to death if it wasn't neutralized. The poison effect was even stronger since Chester had lit several cigarettes at once. Although he had taken the antidote beforehand, it wasn't much of a use anymore, and he had also fallen into the hands of the overpowering poisonous smoke. "Ayla, here I come," Chester said, freeing himself from his restraints. Ayla couldn't resist the torture that came from her