Meeting The One For Me

Chapter 14

“| know the way to the hotel rooms,” Audrey slurred, struggling to free herself from Charles’s grip. “Ms. Yeomans, don’t worry about it!”

Charles almost shoved Audrey out of the private room and towards the elevator. His grip was firm.

As the drug started to take effect, Audrey’s head grew heavier and her legs weaker. She fought against Charles's hold but couldn’t escape his strong

“Let me go!” she demanded. Near the elevator, people cast side glances at Audrey and Charles. Ill take you

Charles tightened his grip on Audrey, who was now limp in his arms. He pretended to be affectionate with her. “You said you could handle your liquor, but look at you. Stop being dramaticExclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

back to your room to rest.” Charles flashed the onlookers an apologetic smile, then freed his grip on Audrey to press the elevator button.

He whispered in Audrey's car, “Nathan’s final wish for his coming-of-age celebration was to have someone escort you back. Are you thinking of going back on your word?”

Audrey's vision was blurring, but she clearly saw Charles press the button to go up, not down. Hugo hadn’t shown up yet...

Nathan and Charles had drugged her, so there was no guarantee they hadn’t done the same to Hugo. She suspected that Hugo, similarly drugged, was probably in a room upstairs.

She could fulfill Nathan’s final wish. But why did it have to be with Hugo?

“Alright, enough now. You're drunk. Let’s go back to your room so you can rest,” Charles said as he pulled Audrey into the elevator. He pressed the button for the 57th floor.

She clutched the key card to the hotel room in her pocket, barely able to stand. The room she had booked was also on the 57th floor.

“You still owe me one last wish. Let someone take you home,” Nathan's words echoed in her mind. She tightened her grip on the key card.

Her will to resist crumbled from within. This was the last wish she owed Nathan.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but in her world—weariness and despair, Audrey saw Ryan’s tall figure walk past the closing elevator doors.

“Ryan!”

Her spirits lifted. She could die with dignity but didn’t want to become a stain on the Lambert family’s reputation. Chapter 14

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She struggled to control herself.

Her voice trembled as she said, “You and Nathan forced me to come to the Jacinda Hotel and drugged mel You're taking me to the 57th floor. Is Hugo in a room up there? Did you set up cameras in the

room?”

Charles tightened his hold on Audrey, leaning in to take a disturbingly eager sniff of her scented hair. His eyes glinting with greedy, unsettling hunger.

“Audrey Yeomans, the famed genius of Sheysen High School, I've always wanted a taste of you. Don’t worry about tonight. I'll give you an experience of a lifetime!”

Audrey pushed Charles away. Her back hit the elevator wall. She slid to the floor, drained of all strength. She shouted, “Get away from mel” The drug's effects hit her again, overwhelming and Intense. She curled up, biting her lip and letting out a muffled groan.

If it was Hugo, Audrey was confident she could protect herself before the ambulance arrived, or even escape. After the incident, as long as she and Hugo coordinated their stories, everything could be

resolved.

But the situation was entirely different with Charles. He was a dangerous and unpredictable man.

She had to think fast. As her room was on the same floor, she needed to make it to room 5716 quickly. Charles hoisted the almost limp Audrey into his arms, gripping her tightly.

He caressed her face, whispering, “Is this a crime? How could making you feel good be a crime? Don’t worry... I’ll record everything so you can see for yourself just how much you enjoy it.

He swept aside the sweat-dampened hair from her forehead. His tone dripped with vulgarity as he sneered, “You'll witness your own shame as you plead for me.

Audrey clenched her teeth in silence. She fumbled with her phone in her pocket and dialed Ryan. She tried to recall the route to room 5716, which she had checked into half an hour earlier.

The elevator door opened. She pushed Charles away and staggered towards room 5716. Charles chuckled softly. He strolled out of the elevator casually with his hands in his pockets.

With a repulsive gaze, he watched Audrey flee desperately, like a cat eyeing a mouse it was sure to catch. She clung to the walls for support.

“The quicker you ran away now, Audrey Yeomans, the more desperately you'll be pleading soon. Take time. I’m in no rush,” Charles said.

your

He unbuttoned his shirt as he leisurely trailed behind her, smirking.

Audrey's legs felt alien and started to grow numb. Her vision was getting increasingly blurry. Sweaty Chanter 14

hands clenched her room key tightly. She was close.

“Why can’t you run anymore?” Charles mocked, “Do you need my help?”

Room 5716!

Audrey grabbed the door handle and scrabbled with her sweaty room key.

Charles‘ expression changed at the beep of the door unlocking. As his prey was about to disappear before his eyes, he hurried forward but was a step too late.

The door clicked into place, shutting him out.

Audrey collapsed inside the room.

“Audrey, open the door! Do you hear me?” Charles shouted, pounding on the door. 373

He threatened, “Don’t forget about that little mute. Just open the door, and I’ll let her go. Even if | kill her, my brother-in-law Nathan will make sure | won't get into trouble. Don’t believe me? Just try!”

When he got no response, Charles sneered. Glancing at his watch, his voice was venomous as he spat, “Looks like you don’t care about that little mute’s life. No matter, you won’t last more than ten minutes! In ten minutes, you'll be begging me to fuck you like a dog!”

Just as Charles finished speaking, he was kicked away. “Damn you...

Charles grimaced in pain and looked up. He was about to spew curses but stopped when he recognized the pale face. He stammered, “Ryan... Mr. Lambert

Standing tall in a black coat, Ryan appeared formidable and stern.

He stood at the door of room 5716, phone in hand pressed against his ear. His face was taut and severe as he knocked on the door.

“Audrey, open the door! It’s me, Ryan.” As Charles attempted to flee, a burly bodyguard stepped forward with a stern face, blocking his path and preventing his escape. In the room, Audrey lay huddled on the gray carpet. Every muscle in her body was taut.

The drug had taken over her mind, stirring a deep, irrational yearning for male companionship. Clarity was slipping away, leaving her in a haze.

Tortured by the effects of the drug, Audrey heard the knocking and calling at the door. Trembling, she pulled out her phone. The call was still connected.

She pleaded into the phone desperately, “I... I’m in Jacinda Hotel. Room 5716. Someone has drugged me. Please... please call an ambulance!”