My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1809

Jefferson couldn't help but take a third sip.

On his third sip, it was no longer strong or aromatic. It suddenly made him feel a little light-headed. He felt like the bar was shaking along with everyone in it.

What kind of alcohol could let a person have so many different experiences within such a short period of time?

Jefferson had no idea.

However, he knew of one substance that, once taken, could make people feel immortal. It could also make people fall into an infinitive hell- drugs!

Drugs!

Most legitimate bars hated this kind of thing. For a business to lace their own drinks to get their customers addicted and earn money was horrible.

Such a person, even if he was not a drug dealer, should be arrested and locked up for decades.

"How do you feel now?" The woman put down the glass and took out a cigarette from her bag. She lit it, took a puff, and slowly spat out

a ring of smoke toward Jefferson. "Do you want one?" "Feel?" Jefferson looked up at the woman, only to find that the image of the woman in front of him was gradually blurring. Soon, he could not see her face clearly. "It feels really strange."

"How strange is it?" The woman took another drag of her cigarette. Even her smoking posture was enticing. "May I have the honor of listening to your description of your experience?"

"It's strange because the more I look at you, the more beautiful you seem to get." Jefferson looked at the woman in front of him and his eyes gradually became clouded. The woman seemed to turn into Adrienne. "Baby, you are so beautiful!"

Adrienne was really pretty. The more Jefferson looked at her, the more attractive she looked. Although he had been looking at her for more than 20 years, he never got tired of her. Not only that, he wanted to see more of her.

However, he clearly knew that the woman in front of him was not Adrienne. She never wore such heavy perfume. She naturally smelled good. Jefferson loved her scent.

"All the men who have seen me say so too..." The woman put out the cigarette butt in her hand and took out another one. "I thought you were different from other men, but I guess all men are the same. They all get stunned by beautiful women."

Not only did the woman in front of him become Adrienne, but Jefferson could also feel that his head was getting heavier and heavier... It was really strange. He only drank three small sips but his head was already so heavy that he could barely hold himself upright.

With a loud bang, Jefferson fell flat onto the table.

The woman raised her hand to push his head. "Hey, wake up!"

He did not move at all.

Had he really passed out?

The woman had doubts in her heart, so she picked up the cigarette butt and burned his hand with it. The ashes from the cigarette burned the back of his hand but he still did not move at all.

It seemed like he had really passed out.

"Indeed, men are all the same. No matter how good-looking they are, they can never resist a beauty." The woman seemed to be

disappointed as she shook her head. She then said, "Proceed as planned."

After she spoke, a man came over immediately. "Miss Ninetina, we have been selling this drink for two years. In the past two years, no one has been able to withstand drinking it. Why did you bother being so cautious?"

"In our line of business, it's better to be safe than sorry." The woman, Ninetina, looked at Jefferson again and continued, "This man in front of us is the captain of the narcotics team of Chatterton Town."

"Meh, what a letdown as the captain of the narcotics team. He's just like the others. Three sips and he's gone," the man said disdainfully. The man was Uriah Sanders, Ninetina's subordinate.

"In the past few months, he's caught many of our men and ruined a lot of our business. Many of our acquaintances fear him. Don't underestimate him." She felt like Jefferson had reacted differently from other drinkers, but she couldn't pinpoint what exactly.

If Jefferson was just pretending to be drunk, it would make sense for her shouts to not wake him up. However, he did not have any reaction when she burnt him with the cigarette butt earlier on. His body did not instinctively avoid it, his eyebrows did not

twitch, and his expression also did not change...

Through her observation, she was sure that he was drunk but she still felt a little uneasy. She said, "Remember the hardships we have suffered in the past few months. Don't be careless."

"But, he still fell into our hands." Uriah lifted his foot and kicked Jefferson hard. "So what if he is the captain of the narcotics team? All we did was dig a hole. Before we could push him in, he jumped in

voluntarily."

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Upon hearing Uriah's words, Ninetina finally realized why Jefferson was so different from the others.

Everyone else had been either intentionally or unintentionally lured over. However, Jefferson had voluntarily showed up at their door.

She said, "What on earth is going on?"

Uriah said, "I got word that one of our men is working for Jefferson as an informant. So, I sent out news of a deal being done here. Soon after, Jefferson came over with his men."

The woman's eyes suddenly grew cold. "This time, we should thank the person who ratted us out for dropping Jefferson right into our

laps."

"Yes, we should thank that person. If we hadn't released that information on purpose today, we would have lost another way to make money," At this point, the anger in Uriah's eyes could no longer be concealed. "Miss Ninetina, these people around us have been working for you for many years, and they are all loyal to you. Who would betray us to work for Jefferson?"

"It doesn't matter who he is." Ninetina put out the cigarette butt and smiled softly. "Whoever he is, once I find out, I'll make sure he regrets ever being born in this world. Since the beginning, I've told my men that if they are loyal to me, I am willing to lay down my life for them. Conversely, if they betray me, I will make sure they pay with their lives."

"Of course." Uriah looked at Jefferson again with hatred in his eyes, and then he said, "I will deal with Captain Hefner. I will make sure he pays for all that he has done to us so far."

"I'll leave him to you, but you have to be careful. It's okay to scare him but don't kill him. I'm not afraid of Albert, but don't forget about Master Yard in Beaford City." Ninetina looked at Jefferson and couldn't help reaching out to touch his face. "He's so handsome. I wish I could sleep with him. Too bad we don't play for the same team."

"Miss Ninetina, I'll handle everything. Don't worry."

The woman nodded. "Take him away."

At the same time, all the other tactical members of Jefferson's team were waiting in various bars. They received a hidden signal that stated that their operation had been canceled and that everyone was to go home and wait for any further orders.