Natalie recognized the voice instantly. Was that Joanna? Her mind immediately shed to Marshall. "Mr. Monroe, let''s go check it out," she said to Matthew.


    A crowd had already gathered outside a lounge on the second floor. By the time Natalie and Matthew pushed through, they saw Joanna, her clothes in disarray, with Marshall on top of her, kissing her frantically. Sebastian and Mr. Wilson were on either side of Marshall, trying to pull him off.


    Marshall was clearly not himself; his eyes were zed and his movements erratic.


    Sebastian clenched his fist and swung hard at Marshall''s face.


    Natalie saw it happen in slow motion. The veins on Marshall''s neck were bulging; in his drugged state, he wouldn''t be able to withstand a blow like that. His blood vessels could rupture. He could die.


    Without a second thought, she lunged forward, throwing her arms around Marshall to shield him.


    A split secondter, a searing pain exploded in the back of her head.


    "Ah!" she cried out.


    Sebastian stared in disbelief. Natalie had just appeared out of nowhere. Had she lost her mind, risking her life to save Marshall?


    Wait. If Natalie was here, then...


    His gaze snapped to Joanna, and he finally noticed that her dress was almost identical to Natalie''s. Not exactly the same, but the style and her hairstyle were simr. In his fury, he had thought it was Natalie being assaulted by Marshall, which was why he had attacked him.


    "Natalie, are you crazy, jumping in like that?"


    Ignoring the throbbing pain in her head and Sebastian''s words, Natalie focused on Marshall, who was now pulling at her own clothes. She pped his handsome face lightly. "Marshall, wake up!"


    His grip was incredibly strong; he was about to rip her dress. His entire body was burning up, and he waspletely delirious.


    The onlookers just stared, no one offering to help. Matthew stepped forward. "Natalie, what do we do?"


    Tears welled in Natalie''s eyes. Seeing Marshall trapped like this, after she had explicitly warned him made her furious Mr. Monroe, he''s been drugged We need to get him": to a hospital right now. The dose is too high; he could die at any moment!"


    She was so angry. Her emergency kit was in the car, but she knew Joanna wouldn''t


    let them leave so easily. She had only brought a small clutch with her tonight.


    "I have an antidote for this kind of thing," Matthew said suddenly.


    He produced a small pill from his pocket and managed to get Marshall to swallow it.


    Just then, Mrs. Spencer Sr. arrived


    on the scene. Seeing the state Joanna was in, she immediately understood what had happened and went on the offensive, pointing a trembling finger at Joanna. "You vile woman! You tried to kill me once before, putting something in the swimming pool, and I let it go. But you repay my kindness with this? Drugging my grandson and trying to seduce him! Can''t you live without a man?"


    Joanna, who had been sobbing pitifully, abruptly stopped. She had been about to use Marshall of attempted rape, but this old hag beat her to the punch.


    Mr. Wilson''s eyes glinted as he looked at Mrs. Spencer Sr. "With all due respect, Mrs. Spencer, when we opened this door, we saw your precious grandson on top of Joanna."


    He narrowed his calcting eyes. He also had designs on the Spencer family''s assets, which made him a perfect ally for Joanna.


    But Mrs. Spencer Sr. was no fool. She knew exactly what the old fox was up to. "And Mr. Wilson, right now we all see you holding Joanna. Does that mean you two are having an affair as well? Thear you were both seen entering a hotel one after the other the other day, and you didn''te out for quite some time."