Currently, Rebecca was just like a puppet who couldn’t fight back at all.
“That’s it!” Harrison’s movements became gentler since she stopped struggling.
Rebecca stared at the ceiling, her gaze filled with desire and lust.
On the other side, Janet bit her lips until they bled. She worked hard to keep a lucid mind as she stumbled and ran into the lounge.
She locked the door once she walked into the lounge because she was afraid that the men from before would follow her.
She continued biting her lips but she realized even the pain could not help her calm down.
Walking into the bathroom, she placed the showerhead into the bathtub before stripping her cheongsam off. Finally, she sat in the bathtub.
The icy-cold water eased the scorching feeling slightly but a certain part of her body was still burning intensely.
I have to give it to Rebecca—she truly has her way. She knew that I’d let my guard down slightly at Mason’s party. In addition to that, her drug was odorless and tasteless. I didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary at all. However, I have no idea what’s the type of the aphrodisiac and I can’t fabricate an antidote if I do not know the formula of the drug. Besides, I can’t leave in such an embarrassing state. Janet shut her eyes and she tried to stop thinking about it.
It was eleven and there was an hour to go before the party ended.
While Mason was clinking glasses with the guests, he would glance in Janet’s direction intermittently.
She was just sitting there about 15 minutes ago but all of a sudden, she’s nowhere to be found. In the beginning, I figured that she had left to use the restroom but it has been 15 minutes. Something must be wrong if she hasn’t left the restroom.
Therefore, Mason put his wineglass down and made his way steadily to Lara. “Where is Jan?” he asked.
Lara blinked a few times while sipping the glass of red wine. “Are you referring to our Boss?” she asked naïvely.
Mason nodded indifferently and he responded in a gravelly tone, “Yeah.”
“She went to the washroom,” Lara blurted out.
Nevertheless, she scowled when she said that. Something’s not right; it has been almost 20 minutes. Why isn’t she back yet? Could she be in trouble? “Sh*t!” Lara reacted swiftly and she dashed to the female’s restroom straight away.
Mason followed closely and he wore a grave expression. He came to a sudden halt and waited outside the restroom.
“Is she in there?” Mason’s breath caught in his chest when he saw Lara walking out alone.
She shook her head in response. “No.”
Mason looked down—his gaze was calm but he started emitting a cold aura.
After thinking things through for a few seconds, he ran to the lounge immediately.
However, he couldn’t open the door of the lounge. It was obvious that it had been locked from within.
Mason’s expression darkened and he kicked the door open.
The banquet was in full swing, so nobody noticed the commotion nor his actions.
Lara scanned the surroundings once the door was opened, whereas Mason ran into the bathroom straight away.
He got a light whiff of the metallic scent of blood once he entered the bathroom; the woman whom he had been worried about was lying in the bathtub. Icy-cold water was spraying against her petite, flushed face. Her lips were caked with blood and her eyes were shut as she appeared to be suffering in silence.
Nevertheless, Mason knew exactly what was happening when he touched her body.
Lara panicked when she saw that, “Bo—”
Before she could even finish the word, Mason interrupted her viciously, “Get out.” His voice was cold and distant as he shifted his body to block Lara’s view. Then, he picked Janet out of the bathtub.
