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Chapter 87 Rosalie Is Drugged
Inside the VIP room, Rosalie had been explaining to Charles the pros and cons of opening a restaurant near Harborview Fire Department. Just then, a wave of heat swept through her, and she broke out in a
sweat.
She tried to tough it out and finish what she was saying as sweat beaded on her forehead and streamed
down her burning cheeks.
Her vision started to turn dark. When she almost stumbled, he shouted angrily, “Everyone, out!”
The sound of footsteps around her quickly faded, but her legs refused to budge, like she was floating in
mid-air.
Without warning, her legs turned into jelly, and she fell forward. The pain she expected never came. In a daze, she felt something cool and soothing against her skin, and it was an incredible relief. “It’s so hot.”
Rosalie pressed her burning cheek to it, rubbing against it in desperation-like a cat that had found something cold.
Charles swallowed, and his hands holding her waist tensed up as he tried to hold back the storm brewing
inside him. His voice was husky. “Do you even know whose arms you’re throwing yourself into, Rosalie?”
She thought she heard a deep voice asking her something, but she couldn’t make out a single word. The only thing her fading reason told her was that she had been drugged.
But her body moved on its own, burying her face in the crook of his neck as she desperately searched for
something cooler. Eventually, her lips brushed against something warm yet faintly cool and soft.
Rosalie was like someone parched in the desert who had finally found water. She lost all sense of reason as she instinctively wrapped her arms around Charles’ neck and began sucking desperately.
With the glasses gone, Charles’ piercing eyes were in plain sight. They were filled with disbelief as he
froze on the couch.
The woman in his arms was oblivious to his reaction. She cupped his face with both hands and kissed
him clumsily, desperate for the cool relief he offered.
Her lips were incredibly soft and blazing hot against his. He could just barely catch a subtle fragrance on
them.
He tensed up like a coiled spring. A vein throbbed on his neck, trailing all the way down to the hand he had locked around her waist.
Just as he was about to lose all control, one of the bodyguards cautiously knocked on the door. “Can we
come in, Mr. Yarwood?”
The sound snapped Julian back to his senses, and his eyes darkened. He clamped a hand over the back
of Rosalie’s head and shoved her face into his.
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With his other hand, he firmly locked her in place against him. Then, he barked a sharp command toward the door, his voice thick with restraint. “Scram!”
Outside, Lucian’s expression turned grim. He reached for the door to push it open.
The head of the bodyguards blocked Lucian’s path with an arm. “Mr. Yarwood doesn’t want to see anyone right now, Mr. Fenwick.”
Clutching Lucian’s arm, Camelia muttered nervously, “Mr. Yarwood sounded really angry. Rosalie is
inside. Is she going to be okay?”
With a furrowed brow, Lucian fixed his gaze on the closed door and called out, “Rosalie is like my younger sister, Mr. Yarwood. If she has offended you in any way, I sincerely apologize on her behalf. Please let her come out, and I’ll make sure to address this matter personally.”
No response came from the room. With his patience exhausted, he took a step forward and yelled, “Move
it!”
The bodyguard didn’t budge. “That’s enough, Mr. Fenwick. Without Mr. Yarwood’s permission, no one is
allowed inside.”
A dark glint flashed in Lucian’s eyes. He took out his phone. “Get over here now.”
A group of bodyguards in black suits immediately appeared from down the hall. The air grew thick as the two sides faced each other, and the tension drew everyone’s attention.
Abigail had finally gotten free from chit-chat with some of her peers and immediately spotted the disturbance across the banquet hall.
Seeing that it was Lucian and Camelia causing trouble again, she rolled her eyes and turned to leave.
Right then, Lucian yelled so loudly that everyone heard it, “Let Rosalie out right now, or I’m coming in
there, Charles.”
Abigail whipped her head around, her heart jumping to her throat.
How did Rosa end up in Charles’ room? That man was extremely dangerous. He wasn’t someone to be
trifled with.
