Chapter 160

[HOLLY’s Point of View]

My head felt as if I were being hit by a ten-wheeler truck, and I was flown fifteen meters onto a hard, concrete floor.

Still feeling dizzy and weak, I forced myself to stand up as I leaned against a cold, smooth wall. I frowned as I heard a metal clanking sound when my shoulders hit it until I realized the wall wasn’t concrete but made of thick, hard metal.

As panic swept in, I opened my still blurry eyes and focused on where I was. Dark. Cold. I was initially confused, not knowing how I got to this place. But then I remembered Evander. I remember talking to my husband in his study area before I passed out.

The sweet, bitter taste of the wine still lingered in my mouth, and my eyes widened. Someone drugged my drink and... and...