Charlotte also went to the police station to give her statement.
Megan didn’t wake up until around eleven the next morning.
By then, Charlotte had finished at the station and returned to the hospital room.
When Megan opened her eyes, a wave of dizziness hit her. Her face was pale, and there were still visible traces of exhaustion in
her expression. As her eyes adjusted to the light, her gaze settled on the figure moving in the room.
“Charlotte Riley?” she croaked, her voice hoarse.
“You’re awake?” Charlotte turned around.
Megan frowned. “Am I… in the hospital?”
“Yeah,” Charlotte replied, handing her a glass of water. “Here, have some water.”
Megan slowly pushed herself up with one arm, took the glass, and sipped a few mouthfuls. “Thanks.”
Charlotte sat by the bed, her tone gentle and concerned. “How are you feeling? Any better?”
Megan parted her lips slightly. “My head’s spinning, and I feel really weak. What happened? Why am I in the hospital?”
Charlotte explained, “Last night, I saw a few shady guys holding you up outside the bar. Something felt off, so I went to check Turns out they drugged you. I called the police, and Petra took them all down and got you out safely.”
Megan’s eyes widened in shock. “They drugged me? What kind of drug?”
Charlotte pressed her lips together. “A stimulant… the kind that triggers physical arousal. Basically, an aphrodisiac.”
Megan’s brows knitted together, and she fell silent.
A few minutes passed. Once Charlotte saw that she had time to process the news, she spoke again. “Miss Stone, the men who drugged you are currently being held at the police station. If you’re up to it, you can go identify them.”
Megan looked up at Charlotte, her expression complicated. “Charlotte Riley, why did you help me? Aren’t we supposed to be love rivals? Shouldn’t you be happy seeing me drugged and harassed like that?”
Charlotte frowned at the words.
“Miss Stone, do you have some kind of prejudice against me?” she asked, a hint of irritation flickering in her eyes. “You and I have no bad blood. Why would I stand by and watch you get hurt? We’re both women. Of course we should look out for each other.”
She gave a small laugh and looked at Megan as if she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “You really thought I’d be happy to see you assaulted just because we’re supposedly love rivals? Seriously, Miss Stone, that’s twisted.”
Megan looked a little embarrassed. “Sorry, Miss Riley. I misjudged you. Thank you for saving me yesterday.”
“It’s fine. Just doing what anyone should,” Charlotte replied casually.
Megan finished the rest of the water in her cup.
Charlotte asked, “Hungry? I can order something. What do you feel like eating?”
Megan didn’t hesitate. “Then I won’t hold back. I’d love some lobster bisque and black truffle risotto from Delmar’s.”
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