Third Person POV
Not far from Bethany and Enzo’s table, the waiter was returning with their water when he saw that Miss Bethany was sprinkling something in Alpha Enzo’s drink.
The waiter nearly dropped the tray of water when he saw her doing this. Enzo was nowhere in sight; he didn’t even have guards with him.
Why was Miss Bethany doing such a cruel thing?
The waiter went over to the table and gently placed Enzo’s glass of water beside his wine cup. Bethany was typing something into her phone as if she didn’t just drug the Alpha’s cup moments ago.
Just as the waiter was about to place Bethany’s cup down, he pretended to accidentally trip and knocked her water over. It landed on the table, and on her lap.
She shot to her feet quickly; fury radiating in her eyes.
“You stupid buff
