The experience had been excruciating, to say the least, and after escaping the gates of hell, she hadn’t given the other effect of the drug much thought. After all, she had assumed that the surgery had tackled both issues… Could it truly be that Mark had used her body while she was unconscious…?
Her train of thought was cut short when Dolly said, “…I’ve heard that several women from the entertainment industry had been sexually assaulted while they were drugged and unconscious… Could it be that the thugs used that exact drug on you…?”
Feeling more and more uneasy by the second, Xavia quickly replied, “…I’ll go check with Mark.”
Following that, she slipped her mask on again before hailing a cab to head straight for Mark’s villa… How was she going to handle the situation…?
When the anxious woman finally arrived, however, she stopped in her footsteps when she heard a familiar voice say, “Xavia? What are you doing here at this odd hour? Are you here looking for Mark…?”
It was Mrs. Talton, and Xavia could sense that woman’s displeasure with her presence. Shaking her head, she simply replied, “…No, I’m here to look for Dr. Rudner’s help.”
“He’s not here. He’s probably at his laboratory, but you should call him to make sure. That aside, Mark is pretty busy now… And… Actually, it’s nothing.”
Watching as Mrs. Talton turned to leave, Xavia couldn’t help but go speechless. What had she been so hesitant to say? Then again, Mrs. Talton didn’t really have any reason to worry about her, so… Was her gut feeling just a false alarm? In the end, she simply stared at the villa’s lights for a bit before deciding not to think about it for now. It was embarrassing to straightforwardly ask Mark about this anyway. With that, she went to look for Matthew instead…
It was about ten minutes later when Matthew, who had just completed his overtime shift, saw Xavia at his door. Understandably surprised, he was prompted to ask, “Miss Lockhart…? To what do I owe this pleasure?”
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