Four years later.
Tsing City. Night.
After Daisy Ginger drank the wine handed over by the producer, her complexion changed.
Elena Raven was still agreeing with the director and investors present when her foot was gently kicked by Daisy Ginger. She glanced at her and imdiately reacted, standing up to say to the director, "Director Carter, my manager seems to be feeling unwell. Let’s skip this round of drinks."
Everyone in the room simultaneously turned their gaze to the woman sitting next to Elena Raven.
Her slender, fair wrist was supporting her forehead, and her thick, long hair fell, covering half of her elegantly featured face. Through the strands of hair, her cheeks appeared redder than usual, and her lips were moist.
Perhaps she was really feeling unwell; her breathing was slightly rapid, her dark eyes had a faint sparkle.
As beautiful as peach and plum, as colorful as spring flowers.
Director Carter pondered for a mont, "Hmm..."
The producer beside him put down his wine glass, stood up with a wide smile, and volunteered, "How about this? My car is just downstairs. Miss Raven needs to discuss the script with Director Carter later, right? I’m just full, so I’ll take Miss Ginger ho."
He said this as he moved to support Daisy Ginger.
"No, no need!" Elena Raven quickly stood up, blocking the producer and Daisy Ginger, hurriedly said, "I can take her ho myself. No need to trouble you."
The producer’s expression darkened upon being refused, and nobody else spoke up. Daisy Ginger placed her hand on Elena Raven’s arm, whispering hoarsely, "Let’s go."
Elena Raven gritted her teeth, not daring to stay any longer. Supporting Daisy Ginger to her feet, she ignored the unpleasant expressions in the room and helped Daisy Ginger out of the box.
The air outside was noticeably less stuffy than inside the box, and Daisy Ginger seed a bit more clear-headed, lifting her head with a frown, "Let’s hurry."
"Jiujio," Elena Raven was scared to death, "Are you okay? Are you alright?"
They were only there for a al with the director, who could have predicted such a situation would arise? Even more absurd, as an actress, she was fine, but Daisy Ginger, who rarely ca out for a al with her, was drugged.
"To the hospital." She seed to be in severe discomfort, and after saying those three words, she didn’t speak anymore.
Elena Raven was so frightened that she was about to cry. Seeing her face getting redder, she used all her strength to help her walk outside.
However, before they got halfway, they were stopped by a waiter who said they hadn’t paid for their al and needed to return to the box to verify their identity before they could leave.
Only a fool would stay in that box!
Elena Raven’s little face turned pale as she looked at the waiter blocking their way. Having been in the industry for only half a year, she hadn’t encountered such blatant lawlessness and her mind went blank from the shock. But Daisy Ginger pinched her thigh hard, jolting her brain back into gear. She shoved the waiter in front and ran with her to the restroom.
The restroom was empty at the mont. She let Daisy Ginger sit on the toilet seat, wiping her hot face with a damp cloth, her eyes red with anxiety, "Jiujio, they won’t let us leave, what should we do?"
Daisy Ginger’s mind was a bit muddled too, the drug’s effect surging in waves, making her sowhat incoherent. She struggled to lift her head and looked at Elena Raven, who resembled a quail, and after so thought, rasped, "Call the police."
"Call the police, call the police."
With orders received, Elena Raven quickly took out her phone, dialing 110. As soon as the call connected, a woman’s scream suddenly ca from outside the door, "Who are you? This is the won’s restroom, you..."
The voice abruptly stopped.
Daisy Ginger furrowed her brows, imdiately cutting off Elena Raven’s call, eting Elena Raven’s wide-eyed, terrified gaze, muddle-headedly listening to the footsteps approaching from outside.
The adjacent restroom stall was opened, and Elena Raven was terrified to the extre. Her hand shook, and the phone she was holding slipped out with a thud, just outside the door.
"!!!"
She scread silently.
Daisy Ginger looked at her eyes shrinking in an instant, weakly supporting her forehead.
What karma did she commit in her past life to end up with such an actress?
The stall door was flung open, and several strong young male waiters stood at the door. Upon seeing Daisy Ginger and Elena Raven huddled inside, they imdiately rushed in and pulled them apart.
Daisy Ginger suddenly felt lighter as she was lifted out of there. Elena Raven scread and dashed forward, trying to cling to her, but was stopped by one of the male waiters.
In a heavy haze.
Rationality could no longer suppress the drug’s influence.
Daisy Ginger couldn’t help but start panting, feeling a long-missed discomfort.
Gradually, she couldn’t even hear Elena Raven’s cries anymore. All she heard was the pounding of her own heartbeat.
She felt unlucky; she finally ca out with her budding artist to discuss a role, only to be drugged.
She heard that the producer was a notorious pervert with connections to the underworld and only ca to accompany Elena Raven because she was worried she might get taken advantage of. Who knew the manager herself would fall into a trap?
The waiter hurriedly carrying her out suddenly shouted, "Ah," as if bumping into soone. Despite her foggy mind, Daisy Ginger caught a familiar scent.
"Sorry, sorry..." Sobody apologized anxiously, and Daisy Ginger gathered her strength to push off the person carrying her, landing with a splash.
The cold chill of the floor cleared her mind a bit. As she lifted her gaze, all she saw were several long legs, and soone appearing to be the manager was apologizing to the person they bumped into.
When she fell, everyone turned their gaze toward her. Squinting and unable to see the faces of those before her, Daisy Ginger intuitively sensed it was a man and used all her remaining strength to speak, "Could you, sir... call the police for , I’ve been drugged."
Her words brought a montary silence to the surroundings.
Daisy Ginger, after saying this, couldn’t hold herself up anymore, managing only weak gasps.
The area beca so silent you couldn’t hear a thing, seemingly everyone was dumbfounded by this scene. After a mont, the tall man finally made a move, slowly walking over, and reaching out to grip the chin of the woman on the floor.
No one spoke as he moved. A waiter intending to stop him was t with a sweaty glare from the manager.
The man’s cold and calm gaze hovered over the woman’s face for a mont before he slowly withdrew and stepped back.
Seeing his lack of response, the manager heaved a sigh of relief, quickly signaling to the waiter to pick up Daisy Ginger and hand her over to the producer.
They were quite adept at this routine. Others had stumbled upon them before, but everyone was neither friend nor foe, so they’d turn a blind eye to the matter. If anything did co up, the producer always settled it with money, so as soon as the manager gave a signal, the waiter imdiately picked her up, prepared to bypass the man and leave.
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