Yvonne could hardly believe what she had heard. She stared at Felix in disbelief. "Felix! I considered you a friend, and now you want me to strip myself?"

How could he ask her to take off her clothes with such righteous conviction? It was truly disappointing.

However, Felix was unfazed by her misunderstanding.

He stood up and explained, "Trust me. This red wine has been mixed with a substance called Phytarone, a potent aphrodisiac. The formula for Phytarone has long been lost, and the remaining quantities are extremely rare. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Yvonne displayed her disdain as she looked at Felix. As a martial artist, she wouldn't fear him harassing her.

"Ha! I must say, your story is so ridiculous I almost believe it. Are you going to say that if you don't treat me, I'll end up wanting your body due to the effects of Phytarone?"

She wasn't lying. The bottle of wine had indeed been gifted by her best friend—someone she had known for over a decade. There was no way