Could it be…
Recalling that she had drunk the whole glass of juice just then, she shivered uncontrollably.
She wanted to leave the place at once, but her feet were too feeble to move at all.
Panic-stricken, she hastily took out her phone and made a call.
Very soon, it was picked up.
“Hello.”
The moment Finnick’s hoarse and deep voice sounded, Vivian felt as if she had found her savior, and she hurriedly said, “Finnick, help!”
Vivian was getting increasingly dependent on Finnick without even realizing it.
Whenever she was in danger, he would be the first person to pop up in her mind, and she would plead for help from him right away without hesitation.
At first, Finnick was overjoyed to get a call from Vivian, but to his surprise, it was a call for help.
Instantly, the expression on his face altered. Without even questioning what had happened, he asked very quickly, “Where are you?”
“The KTV club at Q Building!”
When Vivian uttered those words, she felt herself slumping down even more.
Sh*t! This drug is a bit too strong.
She felt that she would blow up any moment from the scorching heat in her body. At that moment, she could not even grip the phone properly. As a result, it slipped out of her hand and crashed to the ground.
With that, the phone hung up on its own. She tried to squat down, but she felt even dizzier and could no longer get up.
Vivian remained on the spot for some time before she finally felt a little better. When she was about to pick up her phone, a foot in a flamboyant leather shoe stepped on it.
Before she could respond, an annoying voice spoke from above her, “My dear beauty, who are you trying to tempt, squatting down in that seductive way?”
Something snapped in Vivian’s mind. She quickly lifted her head, only to find a man in a floral print shirt. He squinted his eyes and stared at her lustfully, looking like a womanizer.
At that moment, Vivian could not care less about her phone and staggered to her feet in an attempt to leave.
However, the man grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
“Oh dear, my pretty lady, why are you running away? Your phone is still with me.”
The man’s touch on Vivian’s body disgusted her immensely.
But her body was shivering violently and getting more and more feverish. The man was a playboy who frequented red-light districts, so he instantly recognized the substance Vivian was drugged with. His eyes were beaming with a frenzied glow as he suggested excitedly, “Ho ho, baby girl, you’re drugged? How terrible it must feel. Why don’t you let me help you with it?”
Just as he said that, his hand slowly moved to Vivian’s waist.
Vivian had the strong urge to scream at the top of her lungs.
No!
Hell no!
There was absolutely no way she would allow that terrible incident two years ago to happen again.
Bearing that thought in mind, she struggled to push the man’s hand off her, but she was no match for the strong man, so she could only watch helplessly as his hand slowly reached for her bosoms.
Smash!
When she was close to breaking down, something was thrown at them from afar.
The next second…
She heard the sound of something shattering right in front of her.
That object had broken into pieces over the man’s head. The next scene Vivian saw was his perverted smile freezing all of a sudden while a stream of dark red liquid trickled down his forehead.
Everything happened so fast that Vivian was totally caught off guard. She could only watch as the man in front of her slumped to the ground with broken pieces of a vase covered with blood beside him.
Vivian looked up edgily and saw a slender figure standing at the end of the corridor with his hand reaching out, looking like he had just thrown something.
With just one look, Vivian recognized the figure. In an instant, her sight was blurred by tears welling up in her eyes.
It’s Finnick…
Finnick has come to my rescue.
Before she came back to her senses, Finnick had dashed to her.
Instead of being pushed in his wheelchair, he was actually walking toward her in this karaoke club crowded with people from all walks of life.
