"Ms. Dalton," Angeline interrupted. "I'm not your boyfriend, so I can't provide you a sense of security. But once I've decided to give up on something, I won't ever turn back. That's something you can trust.""I'm sorry, Angie. I'm just … I just don't know who else I can speak to about these things." Ingrid bit her lip. "I'll talk to Ned about dropping the case against your adoptive mother. Don't worry about it.""Well … will I still need to head to Regalia Hotel this evening?" Angeline asked."What?" Ingrid was lost."Ned told me to meet him at Regalia Hotel at 7:00 pm to explain everything to him in person. Otherwise, he'd have Anne spend the rest of her life in prison."Angeline had to admit that she had a hidden agenda by telling Ingrid about this. Now, she no longer dared to place her faith in anyone's scruples and conscience. She hoped Ingrid could stop her and Ned from meeting again.After all, no one would want their significant other to meet their ex. And Ned couldn't sa
"That won't be a problem. We've already had a meeting over this earlier—we have to clear the air. Our crew will also contact the airport," the young woman said. "What about your second condition?""Don't disturb Professor Lawson," Angeline said."Of course. Rest assured, we won't." In truth, the crew had already contacted Robert before speaking to Angeline. He was unwilling to have anything to do with the program.…At 2:00 pm, Oceanford's police force released a statement that a man with the last name Houston had been taken away for investigation. At the same time, the crew of The Family Search published a long tweet.They explained the situation from A to Z, including the reason they'd invited Anne to join the program. Since she didn't know how to purchase a flight ticket, the crew had arranged everything for her before informing her of the time and date.They weren't speaking without proof. The tweet came with a recording of the phone conversation between Anne and the crew. In
"Now that we're divorced, it's best if we don't see each other from now on. We shouldn't even have anything to do with each other. It's the only way for you to make Ms. Dalton feel secure." Angeline still held some hope for Ned's conscience. "It's the best for you, for me, and for Ms. Dalton."Ned hung up without another word. Angeline put down the phone, feeling empty inside. She could only hope Anne's matter would end here.Now that she could relax, she ate something before calling Zachary and asking him whether he could get Anne out of the police station."Things aren't going too well, Angie," Zachary said grimly. "I don't know what the guy who pushed Anne said to the police, but I'm thinking of something. Don't panic, okay?"Angeline tightened her grip on her glass of water. "Okay. Thanks for this."As soon as she hung up, her phone started vibrating again. She hurriedly answered it and said, "Hello?""Angeline Emmerson?" The voice sounded familiar."This is she," she answer
As Tommy spoke, he glanced at Ned. "Besides, whether or not that York woman meant to push Ingrid, there's no changing that Ingrid was injured because of her. Even if you want to plead on her behalf … you should drink a few glasses in apology, shouldn't you?""Exactly! Have a few drinks to show your sincerity!" someone cried. "If you can't handle hard liquor, I'm sure you can still handle a few glasses of red wine!"Angeline stood at the entrance. She looked straight at Ned, who sat casually in the middle of the room. She walked toward the table, removing her scarf and revealing her face as she moved.Then, she draped her scarf over the back of a chair before grabbing a large wineglass and placing it before her. She turned the turntable, bringing a decanter filled with scotch to her. She poured some into the wineglass before her.Angeline's skin was extremely fair; it made the bruises on the side of her face, jaw, and neck all the more obvious. "When we met at 12, I had pesticide on
Ned turned to look at Tommy at the mention of Henrietta. Only then did he realize Angeline was here because she'd been threatened."Where's the drug?" Her voice was so calm it was almost devoid of emotion. "You wanted me to come so you could lace my drink, right? I've already prepared my drink."Silence descended upon the room. The people who'd been watching the circus fell eerily silent.Tommy thought Ned had told Angeline about their plan. He nudged the latter and said, "Don't tell me you can't bear to go through with it, Ned."Ned merely stared silently at Angeline. Tommy grabbed the small bottle before Ned and walked over to Angeline. He poured the powder inside the bottle into Angeline's wine glass and stirred it. "This is a truth serum, Ms. Emmerson. Drink it so that Ned can ask you a few questions."Truth serum?If not for Angeline overhearing Ned and Tommy's conversation at the hospital, and if not for them pulling all sorts of tricks to get her to the hotel, she would've
Angeline seemed to be fighting against something; she refused to beg for mercy. She tried to stop herself from trembling as she looked at Ned. "Now, can I leave on my own?"Though she knew Ned and Tommy had threatened her to come to the hotel so they could force her to sleep with Zachary, she still harbored one last sliver of hope for Ned's conscience."Why are you being so stubborn?" Ned's voice was cold. "That dump you're staying at doesn't even have streetlights around it. Do you want something to happen to you without someone taking you home?"Even without his memories, he knew Angeline's biggest nightmare was Emmerson Village. It was precisely because he knew that that Angeline's admission under the truth serum made him angrier.Dizziness and dazedness washed over Angeline. She felt like countless ants were crawling into her bones. She knew she couldn't hold out for much longer.Her mind was starting to turn murky, but she remembered that she didn't want anyone to see her so
"I can still find my way around the hotel." Angeline made to break free of Tommy's grip."Let's not be so polite with each other, Ms. Emmerson!" Tommy was almost holding Angeline hostage as he dragged her out of the room and toward the elevator.As the drug's effects took over, Angeline's mind grew murkier. Her strength was also leaving her. She struggled but failed to get away from Tommy. "Let me go!"At the elevators, some people glanced in Tommy and Angeline's direction. Tommy wrapped an arm around her and pretended to give her a doting look as he said, "I told you you couldn't hold your liquor, but you insisted. C'mon, settle down. I'll take you back to the room so you can get some rest!"Then, he smiled apologetically at the other people. He pressed the call button for the elevator, leaning close to Angeline's ear to whisper, "Ned's final wish is for someone to take you home. What, are you gonna go back on your word?"Angeline's gaze was already unfocused, but she could still
Tommy brushed away the loose strands of sweat-dampened hair by Angeline's forehead. His tone was lecherous as he said, "I want you to see how slutty you look when you're begging me to fuck you."Angeline clenched her jaw, remaining silent. She secretly unlocked her phone and called 911, forcing herself to remember the way to the room she'd reserved half an hour earlier. After exiting the elevator, she had to make her way to room 5716.When the elevator arrived and the doors slid open, she shoved Tommy aside and darted out of the elevator. She staggered in the direction of room 5716.Tommy snickered. He tucked his hands in his pockets as he strolled out of the elevator. He had a disgusting look in his eyes as he watched Angeline "helplessly" flee while keeping a hand on the wall to support herself. He was like a cat watching a mouse trying to escape from its claws."The faster you run now, Angeline, the harder you'll be begging me to fuck you later. I'm in no rush; go ahead and run!