Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 152

Chapter 152: Take Me Somewhere Safe

Natalie finished the juice slowly, chatting with Albert, but suddenly, a strange sensation crept over her. Her hand holding the glass began to tremble. She swallowed hard, an unsettling feeling spreading through her.

Placing the glass down on the table, she glanced at her hands—her fingers were quivering, and the tips felt uncomfortably hot. A strange heaviness began to settle over her body, making her feel increasingly disoriented. She exhaled sharply, distressed.

"Are you alright, Natalie?" Albert asked, noticing her unease.

Natalie abruptly stood up. "I... need to... visit the washroom..."

"Hurry up, then," Albert said, but Natalie was already rushing away.

John, sensing something was off, followed closely behind. "Ms. Natalie, what’s wrong?"

Natalie didn’t answer and kept walking, heading directly toward the washrooms—she knew exactly where they were; this wasn’t her first time at the event hall.

Following her, John quickly pulled out his cellphone and sent a message. Natalie entered the washroom while John stayed outside, feeling worried.

Inside, she closed the door behind her and leaned over the washbasin, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her face was flushed, and whatever was in her drink was taking effect far faster than she’d anticipated.

She knew there was no way she could slip out of the event unnoticed—not with so many people and members of the media swarming the hotel.

She splashed water on her face repeatedly, trying to steady herself. I need to stay sane. This drug... it’s messing with my senses too fast.

Her breathing grew shallow, and her limbs began to feel heavy and uncooperative.

Snatching a few tissues, she dabbed her face hurriedly and stumbled out of the washroom.

"John..." she gasped weakly, her voice trembling.

John anxiously watched as Natalie leaned against the wall for support. "You’ve been drugged," he said, anger simmering beneath his calm exterior.

a faint nod. "Take me somewhere safe...

was the only person she could

help, but Natalie flinched. "Don’t

they heard a group of girls

looked like a fairy

are the

urged, hurrying forward as best

she hadn’t pushed him away earlier, he would’ve just carried her—it would’ve been so

walk, her breath coming in short, heavy

what’s happening to you. But you

time, allowed him to

fought against the

hotel staff member—a woman—noticed them as they made their way through the

everything alright?" she asked, concern in

replied curtly, pressing

you doesn’t look well," the staff member insisted, following them. "There are rooms reserved for Ford

pocket and handed it to John. "The elevator is right

the

Natalie inside as the hotel staff called after them,

on the keycard. As soon as the doors closed, Natalie stumbled to the far corner of the elevator, distancing herself from

to speak.

you to that floor." His voice was steady, his focus laser-sharp. All that mattered

elevator stopped at the designated floor. The doors slid open, but John didn’t move. Natalie stayed pressed against the corner, her breaths coming in quick gasps. A moment later, the doors closed again, and the elevator resumed

drug taking hold, and John’s presence so close—it was overwhelming.

the trap. The safest place is the top floor—private suites. People who stay there prefers to away

briefly at his phone, responding to a few urgent messages. "And don’t worry—there’s no door in this world that I

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