So, she didn''t investigate further and left with Colby.


    Inside the private room at the far end of the hall, a man''s hand was mped tightly over Lillian Laurent''s mouth, suffocating her.


    His strength was overwhelming, pinning her down so she couldn''t move.


    "What''s with the act? You dressed like such a slut to seduce me, didn''t you? And now you''re ying innocent?"


    "I''ve wanted to have you for a long time. I''ve watched your little videos over and over. You''re going to do all those things for me tonight, you hear? I promise I''ll make you scream."


    Lillian''s strength was gone. She slowly stopped struggling.


    Her face turned red fromck of oxygen, and her eyes began to twitch.


    Only then did the man slightly loosen his grip on her mouth and nose.


    A rush of air filled her lungs, and she choked, coughing violently.


    The man''s hand slid from her chin downward, heading straight for her chest.


    She was too weak to fight back, too exhausted to even push him away.


    All she could do was gasp for air and use him, "I thought you were my friend, and you do this to me? You bastard!"


    A strange sensation was spreading through her body. Something was wrong. She demanded, "What did you give me to drink? Why am I so weak? My body is getting so hot."


    "Only the good stuff. It''s that drug you asked me to slip that Noreen girl, remember? But this is an enhanced version. I hear it can send you into ecstasy."


    He ripped her dress and whispered in her ear, "Now, enjoy the ride."


    That night, Lillian was not only repeatedly assaulted by the man but also filmed.


    As he was leaving, he threatened her, "From now on, you''lle whenever I call. If you don''t, I''ll post your videos online."


    "You monster! You animal!" Lillian cursed.


    The man was unfazed, smiling as he squeezed her breast. "You really are


    something else. I only became friends with you because I wanted to get my hands


    on this amazing rack. And now, I finally have."


    "Get out!"


    He justughed and walked out of the room.


    By the time Lillian managed to struggle out of the room, it was the dead of night.


    The entire club was silent.


    She staggered forward on unsteady feet. Just then, someone emerged


    farby room and bumped


    SWOO


    into her.


    When she saw who it was, Lillian instinctively turned her face away, terrified he would recognize her.


    But Healy knew it was her.


    One look at Lillian''s state, and it was obvious what had happened.


    In a rare disy ofpassion, Healy asked, "Do you need me to call the police?"


    "N-no."


    She would never dare to call the police.


    Healy had only asked out of courtesy. If she said no, that was the end of it.


    He averted his gaze, ready to leave.


    Lillian bit her lip, her mind racing. After a long, internal struggle, she called out to him. "Healy, do you only


    like Noreen because you with


    her?" Content Belongs


    Healy stopped and turned back to look at her.


    Lillian was instantly filled with regret.


    She had always believed that her plot against Noreen was what had sparked Healy''s interest in her.


    "What do you know?" Healy''s voice turned icy. His sharp eyes were the color of deep, dark ink.


    "It was that night... when Noreen was drugged here. My friend said you were the one who took her away."


    Healy stared at her, a cold glint in his profound eyes. "You will take that secret to your grave. If you d


    you


    won''t like the consequence 19


    The menacing look in his eyes sent a chill down her spine.


    She nodded, stammering, "I-I understand. I promise I won''t say a word!"