Ella was watching the bartender mix the drink, so there was no chance anyone could have spiked it!
But then why was her whole body heating up? It must be something in the drink!
Maybe the drinks were fine, but the glass had already been tampered with, and the bartender didn’t notice?
Ella’s head was spinning, and the heat in her body was becoming more intense. Deep inside, a crazy desire was making her want to throw herself at Charles, who was holding her up!
She was terrified; some drugs could make people lose their minds.
"Ella, are you really okay? Why is your face so red? We drank together, so why are you and I’m not?" Chloe asked anxiously.
"Chloe, go to the first-floor infirmary and get a doctor to check on her!" Charles instructed Chloe calmly and logically.
Chloe quickly hurried to the infirmary on the first floor.
On a large yacht , there’s usually a doctor on board to handle any emergencies.
Charles helped Ella down one level. When they boarded, the steward had given them each a room key card.
Charles guided Ella to room 109 and was about to take out the key card when he heard a cold laugh behind him.
"Mr. Carter, you rarely come on the Dream Cruise. Why don’t you let me take care of her?"
The frivolous laughter made Charles’ heart sink. He wasn’t in the entertainment industry, but he’d dealt with William a few times.
This man came from a good family; the Walker Group owned a listed company and hundreds of shops. However, the Walker Group’s power and finances still couldn’t compare to the Carter Group.
"Mr. Walker, thank you for your offer, but she’s my friend, and I have a duty to take care of her." Before Charles could turn around, a few burly bodyguards surrounded him.
It was dinner time or entertainment time, not yet time to rest.
So the first floor was particularly empty.
William stood between his four bodyguards, his lecherous gaze falling on Ella’s chest.
"Tsk, tsk, Mr. Carter, I’m giving you face. Any woman who can be with me should consider it a great honor."
William’s Adam’s apple moved as he swallowed hard. Ella, still somewhat conscious, stared coldly at his lecherous face, "Mr. Walker, I don’t know you... Did Hannah send you?"
She found Hannah’s presence here too coincidental.
So as soon as Ella felt strange, she suspected Hannah.
"Who’s Hannah? Little girl, just come with me, and I’ll make you feel heaven!" William chuckled. "Mr. Carter, be sensible, and I won’t have my men hurt you!"
Charles squinted, a deadly aura emanating from him. Usually, he was extremely gentle, but when it came to Ella’s safety, how could he remain calm and composed?
"Mr. Walker! Can’t you show some respect for the Carter Group? She’s the woman I... care about. If you make a move on her, aren’t you overstepping?"
Charles said coldly, regretting not bringing bodyguards along. He hadn’t expected such a ridiculous situation to arise!
William’s face broke into a sinister grin. "Give face to your Carter Group? Our Walker Group might not be the strongest, but we can certainly handle you Carter folks! Besides, we’ve always been rivals. Why should I give you any face?"
"Mr. Walker... I’m also one of Eric’s people," Ella said, trying to suppress the overwhelming desire within her, her breathing slightly rapid.
William paused, looking at Ella’s face, glowing with a luxurious hue, as if her tender skin had been caressed. She was so tempting, it made one want to taste her.
"Haha, you’re Mr. Nelson’s person? Little girl, don’t joke around. I’m not a three-year-old. Why would Mr. Nelson be interested in a girl like you? Besides, there’s never been any entertainment news about you being his woman!"
William’s eyes glinted with mocking laughter as he waved his hand. "Take her to my room!"
"How dare you!" Charles roared, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes blazing with fury.
Did this William have such audacity to touch Eric’s woman?
"She really is Eric’s girlfriend, Mr. Walker..." But before Charles could finish, the bodyguards stepped forward and dragged him away!
Charles, seething with rage, struggled and tangled with two bodyguards.
Ella’s soft body slowly slid down the wall, but two bodyguards rushed over, lifted her, and headed towards room 1018.
Just then, Chloe returned. The doctor had apparently gone to the bar, and she had waited several minutes without finding him. Instead, she heard William’s creepy laughter.
"Ella!" Seeing Ella being dragged away by two bodyguards, Chloe was horrified. Then, seeing Charles beaten to a bloody pulp by two burly bodyguards, she quickly took out her phone to call Eric!
Somehow, Chloe felt that only Eric would come to Ella’s rescue without hesitation!
But before she could make the call, a bodyguard rushed over, grabbed her phone, threw it to the ground, and stomped on it several times.
"Call the cops, and I’ll kill you!" the fierce bodyguard snarled coldly. Chloe, terrified, her legs giving way, could only scream in anger, "Help... help! Somebody, help!"
But on this large ship, most people were on the second or third floors. Even if some saw the fight, they were too afraid to intervene, choosing instead to stand by and watch.
Chloe rushed to Charles’ side, shaking her unconscious brother vigorously, "Brother... Ella has been taken away. Brother, wake up!"
The two bodyguards snorted, turned, and walked away. Chloe quickly fished out a phone from Charles’ pocket to call Eric!
But was there still time? She had to try. Maybe Eric knew someone on the Dream Cruise?
"I’m sorry, the number you have dialed is currently switched off."
"Ah, we’re doomed. Eric, you’re dead meat!"
Chloe’s face went pale with fear. She pleaded for help, "Please, help my brother and my friend!"
But no matter how she begged, no one extended a helping hand. Chloe felt desperate, tears streaming down her face.
At that moment, a steady voice sounded, "What’s going on here?"
Chloe looked up abruptly and saw a somewhat familiar face—Mason!
"Mr. Scott, please save my brother, save Ella! Ella was taken away by that man, they went... they went that way!"