His Background

When Alger pushed open the door and saw Winnie lying on the couch, he quickly went forward and held her in his arms.

"Winnie, are you okay? What did Cyril Wells do to you?!" Alger asked worriedly.

Winnie's clothes were still intact, which meant that Cyril Wells couldn't do anything to Winnie in time.

Seeing this, Alger's anxiousness was finally relieved. At this moment, Alger found that Winnie hadn't been moving and her body was limp.

Alger thought of a possibility and his face looked extremely sullen.

"Did Cyril Wells, that bastard, drug you?!"

Alger was very glad that he had chosen to follow behind Winnie. Otherwise, no one knew what would have happened to Winnie today.

Winnie nodded, her eyes red. After seeing Alger, her tense mind was finally relieved.

Since the effects of the drugs in Winnie's body had kicked in, Winnie felt very dizzy, and a ghost image of Alger slowly appeared in front of her.

"Alger…"