Spencer Reid Drugs Novels & Stories

"On to something serious, Reid's project has made a breakthrough. His team has made it clear that the exclusive interview must be done by you." A wave of excitement hit me. That was amazing news. "Of course. I'll schedule a time with his team," I said immediately. After contacting Reid's team, I learned that he was currently abroad, giving talks. He would not be back in the country until the end of the month. Still, they confirmed that his drug research had made major progress. Its trials had already shown promise. I felt a surge of excitement. If the clinical trials were successful, my mother would no longer be at Timothy's mercy.

Her long hair was disheveled, and her skin was red and puffy from crying so much. Spencer reached out and grabbed her, leading her to a bench while Steffan talked to the doctor. “What will recovery be like? Can you still get her off the drug?” “A good rehabilitation can. I will give you some recommendations.” The doctor said, “My child cannot be committed to rehab. I did not birth children that will be committed to rehabilitation homes.” Danna Sherrod through her tears from the bench. Steffan winced in irritation. “I will take those recommendations. Can we see her?”

He was arrested for murder, drug trafficking, illegal practices, and molestation. Spencer stared at the officers in shock as they claimed that he was using his company as a front to sell drugs and that his wife was the one who exposed him and supplied them with enough evidence. He could not believe what he was hearing. He was guilty of every other crime they mentioned except drug trafficking. He wished he was into it as it could have given him so much money and emancipation from his domineering wife. He had thought that Spencer was the one trying to destroy him all this time but it turned out that it was his own wife. The person he had turned to for help was the same one who ruined him.

“HIS and HIC work perfectly to keep your powers at bay. Moreover, your current dosage is the highest you can go. We'd blame the fairy for your health degeneration, wouldn't we?” Of course, evident in the way his beast and the stupid part dominated him when it came to matters concerning her. Especially the days he fought the urge to drain her, protecting her. Anthony found it necessary opening up to Spencer about the cause of the medication's failure, perhaps Spencer could have some solutions as to what he'd do to control the beast functions.

Nodding a greeting, I stepped in and pressed the floor number to Spencer's VIP ward. Spencer. The thought of the name sent several complicated emotions jolting inside of me. A man who had to give up his career as a musician-one of the best talents have seen given the numerous song lyrics wasting away in his condo- due to family pressure. A man who had resolutely left the only woman who had ever shown him a little ray of love just to protect her and the things she owned. A man who had literally been dragged through hell and returned alive amongst several people fighting over the name 'Reed'.

“Why’d you say it like that?” Steyer smirked. “No reason, but my wife did tell me something weird about him while I was there with her. She said Spencer changed a lot. He wasn’t acting like his usual self and get this, his parents seemed to be afraid of him.” Pullman didn’t doubt it. From the way he sounded on the tapes, one would believe he was possessed by demons. What was he thinking? There was no such thing. Could he really say that for sure? “Well, you should listen to these tapes. The kid’s obviously on drugs or something.”

Because the scandal involved drugs, it garnered attention like never before. The Spencers' businesses were directly impacted, with several companies threatening to terminate their partnership with them upon learning of the incident. The company's board of directors had to hold an emergency meeting, ready to hold the Spencers accountable. As explicit photos and videos of Kayla spread far and wide, the $30 million in public relations that the Spencers had had little effect. After all, online traffic searching and discussing Kayla and Adam were setting new records with every passing moment, and every netizen was speculating whether their wedding would continue as scheduled.

"After you finish your drugs, Mr. Reid. I would like you to come back and have a full body check-up." That would do. Kendrick nodded in satisfaction. The drugs were almost finished. He never missed even a pill. All thanks to Hailey. She had been unrelenting and had made him give a promise that sounded so bitter in his mouth. As bitter as the drugs. "Mr. Reid." The Doctor lingered, as if he had more to say. "Your wife. I don't think she remembers. She seemed to have no idea." His brows furrowed together as he said that.

"Alpha, you are hurting me," "Am I?" Instantly, as if being knocked back to his senses, Reid loosened his grip, letting go, and jumped off the bed. He forced open the drawer beside the bed and Scarlet watched as he took out a bottle of pills, opened the top with a rush, and gulped down two red pills. Scarlet continued to watch in pure horror as two black veins appeared on his throat. What was going on? Scarlet parted her lips to speak but Reid suddenly grabbed the pistols on the bed and sprinted out of the room, shutting the door with a loud slam.

he prodded. Dr. Reid’s mind raced, torn between his oath to protect Georgia and the safety of his family. He had held out as long as he could, but now, with his family’s lives under the new king’s threat, he had to make a decision. He could not risk them, he could not let them die for this new king was never the one who would show mercy. “It is the medication,” Dr. Reid finally confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. “I have been administering a drug to keep her unconscious.”