"Jordy Collins?"
Rachel Roberts walked in and pushed the door open.
Jordy Collins was wet all over, and his shirt matched the texture of his skin, which clearly showed his good muscles.
At this moment, he looked manly tempting.
Even though Jordy's consciousness had been destroyed by the effects of the drug, Carlos Green told him to put him under the assault of cold water so that he still managed to preserve a small part of his consciousness.
After hearing the voice, Jordy Collins looked in the direction of the voice.
Rachel Roberts stood at the door, under the light.
Although Angela White had told her that Jordy Collins had already drunk the poisoned wine and asked her to act quickly, she still panicked.
Even if for the sake of insurance, she pretended to be Gloria White by wearing the same facial skin as Gloria White, she still felt guilty.
"Gloria?"
Jordy Collins noticed that face.