Chapter 988

• Simon’s expression darkened when Liza didn’t drink the wine. His patience was wearing thin, and Didi had already lost his. Without hesitation, he lunged forward, grabbing the glass with the clear intent of forcing it down her throat.
• But before he could get any closer, Liza’s hand shot out, gripping his wrist with surprising force.
• Didi’s eyes widened in disbelief. How could a young woman barely in her twenties possess such strength? She had caught his wrist with ease, her grip firm and unyielding.