A sinister smile lifted the corners of Joann's mouth and she immediately called Hollie.

As soon as the call was answered, she said with an excited look on her face, "Martha drank the water. We can start our next plan." "Finally."

Hollie sat up from her bed. Her lips curled into a satisfied smile as she heard the good news from Joann.

She could start her next plan now.

Soon, after a few taps on her phone, she called Rhys.

The call was answered and Rhys' lazy voice sounded on the phone, "Who is it?"

"Mr. Williams, this is Hollie."

Hollie's eyebrows were raised, and after her words left her lips, there were a few seconds of silence.

"Ms. Doyle, you called me at this hour. What for?"

"Well, I have good news for you."

Hollie got out of bed, walked toward the table and poured herself a goblet of wine.

She took it as a celebration in advance.

She shook her goblet twice and a slightly puzzled questioning voice came from the man on the phone, "Oh? What is it?"

"I just went to my sister. I wanted to talk about the specifics of the project, but she looked very bad."

With that said, Hollie took a sip of red wine, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"I don't understand what you mean.'

"Mr. Williams, she's not feeling well. Don't you go see her?"

As Hollie spoke, her hand holding the phone unconsciously tightened.

Martha had drunk the spiked water. The next key was to make Rhys go to Martha.

"Why should I go?"

Rhys' voice rang out and Hollie breathed a sigh of relief.

The fact that he asked this meant that he was interested.

Hollie cracked a smile and she replied, "You like my sister. This is a good opportunity to show you love for her. When she needs care the most, you show up. Maybe she will give herself to you sexually." She emphasized the syllables when uttering the words "Maybe she will give herself to you sexually". Rhys, as a smart man, surely understood Hollie's implications.

A moment later, Rhys said with a smile, "Thanks."

Hearing this, Hollie narrowed her eyes, "Mr. Williams, you're welcome."

After hanging up the phone, Hollie's lips curled into a smug smile.

A good show started...

She went to the bathroom to get changed before going to Joann's room, and then... she would watch Martha and Rhys having sex through the surveillance footage. She was sure it must be a wonderful show.

She believed that Stefan would give up on Martha after Martha had sex with another man.

In the quiet room.

Martha looked at the time and guessed it was almost time. She pretended to rub her temples uncomfortably and acted as if she was feeling unwell.

Her eyes were misty, she tugged at the collar of her blouse, pretending to gasp for air in discomfort.

Soon she took off her overcoat, two buttons at the collar unbuttoned.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Martha looked in the direction of the door with confused eyes, then stumbled up and walked over to it and opened the door.

Rhys was dressed in a blue suit, with a wicked, meaningful smile on his lips.

With her head hung low, Martha bit her lip, and murmured, "What are you ... doing here?"

"I heard you weren't feeling well, so I came over to take a look."

Rhys looked at the woman in front of him and spoke in a flirtatious tone.

Martha nodded lightly and spoke softly, "Well, I feel sick."

"You don't look very well. Do you have a fever?"

Rhys frowned, pretending to be worried, and reached out to touch Martha's forehead.

The coolness of Rhys' hand caused Martha's body to tremble slightly.

Her eyes flashed passionately. She stepped forward to approach Rhys, and then she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her flirtatious voice said, "I... I want it."

On the other side, in Joann's room.

Joann look at the intimate picture in front of her, feeling her body getting hotter.

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