Chapter 152: Take Me Somewhere Safe
Natalie finished the juice slowly, chatting with Albert, but suddenly, a strange sensation crept over her. Her hand holding the glass began to tremble. She swallowed hard, an unsettling feeling spreading through her.
Placing the glass down on the table, she glanced at her hands—her fingers were quivering, and the tips felt uncomfortably hot. A strange heaviness began to settle over her body, making her feel increasingly disoriented. She exhaled sharply, distressed.
"Are you alright, Natalie?" Albert asked, noticing her unease.
Natalie abruptly stood up. "I... need to... visit the washroom..."
"Hurry up, then," Albert said, but Natalie was already rushing away.
John, sensing something was off, followed closely behind. "Ms. Natalie, what’s wrong?"
Natalie didn’t answer and kept walking, heading directly toward the washrooms—she knew exactly where they were; this wasn’t her first time at the event hall.
Following her, John quickly pulled out his cellphone and sent a message. Natalie entered the washroom while John stayed outside, feeling worried.
Inside, she closed the door behind her and leaned over the washbasin, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her face was flushed, and whatever was in her drink was taking effect far faster than she’d anticipated.
She knew there was no way she could slip out of the event unnoticed—not with so many people and members of the media swarming the hotel.
She splashed water on her face repeatedly, trying to steady herself. I need to stay sane. This drug... it’s messing with my senses too fast.