And with that, she collapsed into Blayne’s arms.
Panic flashed across his face. Without hesitation, he scooped her up and rushed out.
His eyes were filled with urgency and concern.
Meanwhile, Terri wiped her tears and stumbled out the door, struggling to stay on her feet.
That’s when it hit her—there was something in that wine!
A drunk, unaccompanied woman in a private room of a club… She suddenly realized exactly what Valerie was trying to do.
The drug took effect quickly. She staggered, pressing against the wall as dizziness overwhelmed her.
With her last bit of strength, she unlocked her phone and tapped the only pinned contact.
Blayne’s phone buzzed. Seeing the caller ID, his chest tightened for some inexplicable reason.
On the hospital bed, Valerie noticed the change in his expression.
She bit her lip and gave a frail smile. “It’s okay, Blayne. If you have something to take care of, go ahead. I’ll be fine here on my own.”
At her words, Blayne didn’t hesitate.
He hung up.
In the end, it was a female server who called an ambulance for Terri.
The doctor diagnosed her with a drug overdose.
Not only was it an aphrodisiac, but if left untreated, it could’ve caused neurological damage.