Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！-Chapter 166: An Unforgettable Birthday【2】

Ariel Morris’s hand holding the cup paused for a moment, then she looked up and smiled faintly, "I’m going out with some friends later."

Earlier, she had already arranged with Arlo Seys and Brother Dawn Nico Haynes to go to a restaurant owned by a friend of Nico’s for a BBQ buffet.

After Ariel Morris spoke, she sat down quietly to eat the love-filled birthday noodles her mother made for her.

At the moment she lowered her head to eat, Damien Morris at the head of the table gave a questioning look to his wife, Laura Pinley, sitting beside him. Laura Pinley nodded gently, a smile playing on her lips.

Only then did Damien Morris continue to enjoy his breakfast with peace of mind.

After finishing breakfast, Ariel Morris went upstairs to change clothes, picking out a blue down jacket for herself. Glancing at the time, it was still early for her appointed time with Arlo Seys and the others. Ariel Morris smiled as she fetched some water to pour into the pot of succulents Arlo Seys had given her.

Looking at the plump little plant, Ariel Morris’s lips curled up unconsciously.

She chose succulents because they are easy to care for and can live for many years. If she and Arlo Seys break up, then this would probably be the only flower he ever gave her, right? So she chose a succulent that can be kept for many years, just to leave a memento for herself.

As Ariel Morris gazed at the plant, a haze clouded her vision, gradually blurring it...

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Her head felt dizzy, with waves of intense heat emanating from her body. When Ariel Morris opened her eyes again, her face felt particularly heavy, and she slowly pried open her eyelids, her vision gradually clearing.

Where is this place? It’s definitely not her room! She remembered watering her plant in her room, then feeling extremely sleepy...

But where is this place?! Ariel Morris looked at the luxuriously decorated room in her sight, panic and fear surged in her heart.

The heat—waves of fervent heat surged through her body, each wave higher than the last, swelling and tumultuous.

It felt as if there was a volcano inside her, about to erupt at any moment.

The heat continued to rise, growing more intense. Ariel Morris felt unbearably hot all over, her lips dry and her throat parched, an emptiness and desire sweeping over her. She just wanted to find a release for this oppressive fire.

Weak and powerless, yet unbearably hot, Ariel Morris finally realized something was wrong.

Drifting off to sleep in her room, then awakening in a strange room, and the unrelenting wave of heat enveloping her body—everything about this is suspicious and abnormal.

Home—falling asleep—strange room—physical discomfort—

These clues linked together in Ariel Morris’s mind like a thread, instantly connecting like a completed circuit.

As she was staring at the ceiling, lost in thought, a sudden beep interrupted her thoughts.

This is... the sound of a room card! So she’s in some hotel? Ariel Morris slowly turned her head to look towards the door, a fear unlike any she’d felt before spread deep within her heart.

Panic, fear, helplessness—these emotions flooded her being, but her body felt weak and powerless, unable to move an inch. Her current state was as if she were a fish on a cutting board, ready to be butchered!

The door was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in.

His usually indifferent and cool demeanor was tinged with a rare sense of urgency and anxiety, his breath slightly hurried, his face flushed, and the scarf around his neck tied loosely, appearing much more disheveled and casual compared to his usual elegant and noble appearance.

Ariel Morris looked at the familiar figure stepping through the door and hoarsely called out, "Arlo-----"