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Chapter 366 James Doesn’t Fell Bad
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The conversation between Mark and James continues in the dimly lit cell through the night.

“You understand what we’re dealing with now, James?” Mark’s voice is calm but persuasive. “The drug Mr. Curtis gave Briana had an aphrodisiac effect. When I was about to drive her to the hospital, she couldn’t control herself. I don’t know much about these new drugs, but the effect only subsided after we... well...”

James, now calmer, nods in understanding. “I get it, Mark. Driving with her constantly grabbing you would’ve been dangerous. She could’ve caused you to crash.”

Mark leans forward, his voice steady. “Exactly. What you saw in that video was completely taken out of context. And isn’t it interesting that it was Anthony’s son who brought that video to you?”

James begins to piece things together, his expression hardening.

“So that’s why Adrian’s father was fired when Briana turned things around and took his job as manager? He came to me playing the victim, acting like the most wronged man
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