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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.

Imogen in

not part of their group, but rather a

had just gone to the bathroom. Charlie was anxious, “What do we

she have accidentally fallen while going to

thought for a moment and then suggested, “Alright, you all rest here. A few of us will go search in the

three

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

the verge of tears, suggested,

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the gravity of the situation

Charlie’s phone rang. She glanced at the screen and saw “dimwit”

“Hello, dimwit… Troy, Imogen’s missing!” “She’s with me.” Troy’s deep voice came through, sounding as if he was holding back something. Charlie let out a sigh of relief,

to me,” Troy began, “Imogen was drugged. You need to call the police now and keep any food she consumed. Don’t worry, she’s

disliked Troy, she couldn’t deny the relief she felt when he

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

Troy mentioned that someone had drugged Imogen, Charlie cautiously observed the reactions

about calling the police, Jeremy’s face changed subtly, and he

to the

this, Jeremy was filled with urgency but dared not

might not be able to find any

tourists on the Great Ocean Road, and each small town along the way had its own

Apollo Bay visitor center was not far from their

the helicopter, Imogen clung to Troy like

“So hot…”

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

wasn’t enough for her.

Troy’s shirt. The top two buttons of his shirt popped open, and Imogen pressed her face against

embrace, and her delicate body writhing. He couldn’t help himself, feeling a surge of desire from deep within, wishing he could take her right

before, he dared not cross that line while she was not fully conscious.

Had it not been for his rationality reminding him that Imogen couldn’t wait, he might

was, always pushing him away, he didn’t dare to think what might have happened had he not

began to wander

mischievous again.

He grabbed Imogen’s arm and whispered, “Imogen, be

hummed softly, twisting her body

Troy stiffened.