The moment Amelia woke up, her eyes were filled with panic.
The actress who had always shown strength and composure in front of her fans began to hastily check her clothes.
Her eyes were frantic, her heart sinking. She knew she had been targeted.
After many years in the entertainment industry, she was all too familiar with these dirty tricks.
From the moment her body started to feel wrong, she had sensed something was off.
She might not be a heavy drinker, but she wasn't a lightweight either.
How could she have lost consciousness without any warning?
Despite not feeling any physical discomfort, and her clothes still intact, her memory was clear.
She remembered how that beast Christopher had taken her from the hall downstairs to this rest room.
It was only when she found her clothing untouched and no discomfort in her body, did Amelia breathe a sigh of relief.