19 Aphrodisiac

Camia drank the sobering soup.

The maid saw that Camia had finished the sobering soup and gave her another cup. She grumbled, "They really know that you can't hold your liquor well, but they still go around toasting you. They must have bad intentions."

Camia didn't say anything.

She knew very well what the people like Berg were up to. She didn't trust anyone here other than the girls who looked after her.

The hangover soup with blueberries tasted good. Camia drank another cup.

"Miss, rest well. If there's anything you need, just call me."

"Okay."

After the maid finished speaking, she left. As she closed the door, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

A few minutes later, Camia felt her whole body heating up. She felt that something was wrong.

Was there something wrong with the hangover soup?

Could it be?

Camia felt a chill in her heart.