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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.

that person hidden Imogen in the woods?

person not part of their group, but

a few minutes had passed. She should have returned if she had just gone to the bathroom. Charlie was

while going to

suggested, “Alright, you all rest here. A few of us will

man, and three

it was unlikely Imogen would have ventured

verge of tears, suggested, “Should we call

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the gravity of the situation and feeling responsible, agreed, “Let’s call the

at

sounding as if he was holding back something. Charlie let out a sigh of relief, then frowned, demanding, “What happened?”

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

the relief she

call and instructed the tour

that someone had drugged Imogen, Charlie cautiously observed the reactions

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

original seat next to the campfire,

Jeremy was filled with urgency

police might not be able to

were many tourists on the Great Ocean Road, and each small town along the

was not far from their

aboard the helicopter, Imogen clung to

“So hot…”

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

it wasn’t enough for

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

himself, feeling a surge

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

about to explode in anger. Had it

to think what might have happened had

to wander

mischievous again.

forehead, his expression full of restraint. He grabbed Imogen’s arm and whispered, “Imogen, be good, we’ll

hummed softly, twisting her body

Troy stiffened.