Chapter 471

Calla stared at him in terror. Mercer's face remained expressionless as he covered her mouth with one hand and gripped her waist with the other. He half-dragged her to a nearby door.

Upon entering, Calla realized it was a luxuriously decorated public restroom. Confused and frightened by his intentions, she struggled desperately against his hold.

But her efforts were futile against Mercer's strength. He effortlessly steered her into the women's restroom.

Luckily, the restroom was empty, and an eerie silence enveloped them. Panic surged through Calla's veins. She attempted to kick his legs with her high-heeled boots but to no avail.

Mercer led her into one of the cubicles and locked the door behind them.

The space was so cramped that there was hardly enough room for the two of them to stand. The claustrophobic atmosphere intensified Calla's distress.

Already struggling to breathe with Mercer's hand over her mouth, Calla felt suffocated. She clutched his coat collar with one hand wh