Raegan's light fragrance intoxicated Darryl.

He had never smelt such an aroma from any other woman.

Unbeknownst to him, Raegan never wore perfume.

The scent was naturally hers.

Feeling uneasy, Darryl turned his head and muttered, "Let me go.

I'm suffocating..." Just as the elevator doors were about to shut, Cary charged at Raegan again. His eyes reddened, giving him a fierce appearance.

"Give her to me...

Just give her to me!" Cary's fierce look and his odd behavior suggested something was wrong with him. Darryl, with a hand on Raegan's back, straightened up quickly.

His tone was icy and haughty.

"Try me." Cary froze momentarily upon.

hearing this.

Just as he was about to attack Darryl, Darryl delivered a hard kick.

Bang! A loud noise was heard.

The power of a grown man like Darryl far exceeded Raegan's who was under the drug's influence. Darryl effortlessly overpowered Cary.

Once the elevator doors finally closed, Darryl hit the ground floor button.

He thought about getting Raegan to the hospital quickly.

Her unusual state suggested she might be drugged.

Now, it was just the two of them within the confines of the elevator.

Raegan, on some level, trusted Darryl wouldn't hurt her.

After all, he wasn't interested in her, and he knew she was Chapter 310 Passive Initiative IRE part of the Foster family, so he wouldn't dare do anything.

As her fear faded, Raegan’s thirst grew, and she felt her body burning up due to the effects of the drug. She felt so weak that she could only lean against Darryl for support.

Meanwhile, Darryl was unsure how to react.

Their proximity was evident.

With a beauty like Raegan nestled against his chest, he felt his composure waning.

Sweat beaded profusely on his forehead as if he were being grilled.

Raegan's eyes remained open, she wasn't quite

body felt like it was

taking effect, and she was

her blouse collar

her voice Chapter 310 Passive Initiative shook as she pleaded, "Please, take me

that he wanted nothing more than to

her sentence with efforts. "Shit!" Darryl cursed under his breath, his

yet he felt as if his entire body was

fresh air entered, and Darryl breathed a sigh

in the elevator with Raegan had been

Passive Initiative moment, As Darryl prepared to exit the elevator, a chilly

up to see

emotions, rendering his gaze unusually detached. “Raegan..." Darryl, clearing his throat,

a hospital." Unaware of the nature of Raegan and Mitche''s relationship, Darryl

no

her to the hospital myself." Chapter 310 passive initiative SEIS Mitchel's eyes, long and narrow, narrowed further, giving Darryl an

let go

he spoke, Mitchel walked into the elevator

wrist and

found herself in a cool

she could trust him despite her lack of looking up to check the man's identity.

Raegan in his arms, Mitchel pressed the button

of annoyance as he watched Raegan now lay

arms? Observing Mitchel's cold, rigid expression, Darryl hesitated. Just as he was about to speak,

quickly, carrying Raegan in his

Darryl shouted, rushing to stop

isn't right, is it? Imagine if someone sees you and snaps a photo..." At Darryl's words, Mitchel paused, casting a cold look at Darryl, whose hands had just been

out of it!"

was at a loss for

like he wanted to chop off his hand with that glare. Just

"Mr.

kept the reporters away." Out of a blue, rumors spread about the boss of Pinkorps Media having slept with a female boss of a design studio to

the restaurant, hoping for a

time, she'd be swamped by them as a suspicious

in, leaving Darryl standing there, bewildered. As Darryl was about to get in Mitchel's

"Mr.

got a bit of

outside? We need to

Miss Foster to the hospital quickly." Understanding the urgency, Darryl nodded, ushered the

car slipped out another exit,

their way to the hospital, Raegan

hot and uncomfortable, as if flames were raging inside

and her limbs felt

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