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Chapter 198 The Antidote

Jeremy suddenly found himself wide awake.

Wasn’t it Charlie who had taken Imogen out of the tent?

Jeremy was filled with regret, chastising himself for letting someone take Imogen away from him so easily!

The person who sneaked into Imogen’s tent in the middle of the night definitely had malicious intentions, perhaps even similar to his own!

Everything he had done was now benefiting someone else!

Had he stopped Imogen and framed that person for drugging her, perhaps she would have been so touched that she’d choose to be with him!

He had missed such a great opportunity, and Jeremy was filled with remorse.

The tour guide peeked into the open tent and, as expected, it was empty. “Did she take her phone with her?”

“No!”

Imogen’s phone was still lying in the tent.

“Could she have gone to the woods to use the bathroom?” the tour guide speculated.

The driver and some other people also gathered around.

A man tried to console, “Let’s not panic. Let’s wait here for a bit. If she doesn’t return in ten minutes, we can go search.”

Jeremy then chimed in with his own perspective, “Her phone is here. Could she have mistakenly gone to a different tent after coming back from the bathroom?”

The

person who took Imogen had to be from their tour group. He had discreetly counted and everyone was present. This meant Imogen must be hidden in a tent.

The tour guide suggested, “Let’s first check the tents, maybe she entered the wrong one.”

Everyone began to help, each inspecting their own tent. After a thorough check, everyone shook their heads.

Jeremy was too nervous to speak.

person hidden Imogen in

part of their group, but rather a local

a few minutes had passed. She should have returned if she had just gone to the bathroom. Charlie was anxious, “What do

fallen while going

thought for a moment and then suggested, “Alright, you all rest here. A few

man, and three young individuals, including Charlie, volunteered to search.

searching for over half an hour without any luck, they concluded that it was unlikely Imogen would have ventured so far just to use the bathroom.

tears, suggested, “Should we call the

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guide, sensing the gravity of the situation and feeling responsible,

phone rang. She glanced at the

deep voice came through, sounding as if he was holding back something. Charlie let out a sigh

need to call the police

deny the relief she felt when he assured her of Imogen’s safety.

the call and instructed the tour guide to inform the police.

someone had drugged Imogen, Charlie cautiously observed the reactions of everyone

hearing about calling the police, Jeremy’s face changed

seat next to the

filled with urgency but dared

police might not be able to find any evidence.

each

not far from their location,

the helicopter, Imogen clung to Troy like an

“So hot…”

murmured softly, slipping her hand inside Troy’s shirt, caressing his firm muscles.

wasn’t enough for her.

of his shirt popped open, and Imogen pressed her face against

her delicate body writhing. He couldn’t help himself, feeling a surge of desire from deep within, wishing

dared not cross that line while she was not fully conscious. He feared hurting her, feared she

in anger. Had it not been for his rationality reminding him that Imogen

dare to think what might have happened had

to wander

mischievous again.

expression full of restraint. He grabbed Imogen’s arm

softly, twisting her

Troy stiffened.