Chapter 382

Once out of the room, Lucy wanted to call Brother Wilson to ask where the car was.

He did mention to give him a call if they could not get a ride home and he would send a car right over.

To her dismay, she felt a sudden heaviness in her head before she could make the call.

Her line of vision became blurry and she was thrown off balance as though the world was spinning.

Closing her eyes, Lucy shook her head.

President Lawson, who was walking ahead, stopped at his tracks and asked with concern, “Miss Katz, what’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?”

“Huh... I’m okay. I might have one too many to drink but I’m good.”

“I think you might have drunk too much. You had a lot tonight. How about this? Where do you live? Let me send you home.”

Then, the President wanted to take her by the shoulder.

However, Lucy quickly stepped back to shake it off. She forced a smile. “It’s okay, President Lawson. I can get a cab home.”

“I can’t do that. It’s not safe for a girl to catch a cab this late. It’ll be better if I send you home!”

“There’s really no need to, President Lawson! What are you doing? Let me go!”

As President Lawson’s hand curled around her waist and pulled her into his embrace, Lucy put up a fight.

By then, President Lawson had lost all patience. Ripping off the hypocritical gentility front of a businessman, he revealed his true colors.

He locked his arms around Lucy and sneered, “Enough! Why are you still putting on a show? Don’t think that I don’t know that celebrities aren’t with clean hands. All of you have done just about anything to get to high places! Don’t worry! I’ll invest in the next film and make you the star if you get with me tonight! But the condition is you have to please me!”

He let out a lecherous laugh before lowering his head to kiss the girl’s lips.

Lucy felt sick to the stomach as the man puckered up, hitting her in the face with a heavy smell of cigarettes and alcohol. She was smothered to the point of nausea.

“President Lawson! Stop it! Let me go!”

“Let you go? Ha! Even if I let go of you now, can you stand on your own?”

Lucy was left in terror amid President Lawson’s malignant laugh.

Her limbs were aching while her head was in a daze. A flush of heat spread throughout her body from her core, forcing her body to slide downwards.

Godd*mnit!

It seemed like she was drugged!

Lucy was not a naive little girl. If she still could not register what was going on at this point, then she really had learned nothing in her twenty-odd years of living.

Seeing that she had gone limp, President Lawson grinned in delight. His plump face was squished into a pile, almost crowding out his slanted eyes.

“Miss Katz, don’t be afraid. I’ll give you some loving tonight. Come, darling!”

With that, his greasy fat hands reached for her clothes.

Startled and scared, Lucy took the chance as he extended his arms to knee him in the groin before pushing him away. She then raced ahead with all her might.

“Ah! You b*tch! How dare you kick me!”

“President Lawson, what’s the matter?” The bodyguards came up from behind.

“What are you standing there for? She ran away! Go after her!”

The few bodyguards looked at the direction Lucy had fled and exchanged glances.

Furious, President Lawson knocked everyone on the head. “Are you deaf? You can all pack up and leave if she gets away today! Do you hear me?”

The lot finally came to and complied. “Yes!”

So, they ditched President Lawson and hurried in pursuit.

Lucy ran as fast as her legs could carry her.

Although she was weak in the legs, she knew that the kick was hard.

She would be done for if she was caught by President Lawson tonight!

Hence, she must make it out of there.

With that in mind, she rushed to a lift and pressed on the button.

Before the lift arrived, she heard the angry voice of a man behind her. “Hold it right there!”

With dilated pupils, Lucy turned around and saw the group of bodyguards on her tail.

There were quite a few other guests in the hotels. Many of them looked on out of curiosity but none of them had the intention to lend a hand.

As her heart sank, Lucy turned back to glance at the lift. It was still on the second floor.

At this rate, she would be captured before the lift arrived.

What should she do?

She started to break out in cold sweat. As those people were approaching, Lucy turned and dashed to another direction without a second thought.

It was not known how far she ran when she dove headfirst onto a firm chest.

“Sir, please help me! Someone’s out to get me!”

Without the time to raise her head to see who it was, she grabbed onto the person’s clothes and pleaded.

A surprised voice came from above her head. “It’s you?”

Lucy was taken aback.

When she lifted her head, she saw Joel’s exquisite face that was the envy of both men and god. His face painted a cheeky smile.

“Hey, what are you doing? You ought to pick a time and a place to throw yourself into my arms. It’s distasteful to have so many people looking.”

He then darted her an ambiguously disapproving look before pulling out the collar of his suit that she was latching on.

Lucy had never thought that she would run into him here.

Although she was tempted to slap him for the words that came out of his mouth, it was better to bump into him than anyone else in this circumstance.

At least, there was a voice inside her saying that as foul of a person Joel may be, he was only foul in the mouth and he would not take advantage of her.

Suppressing the urge to snap back at him, Lucy grabbed him by the clothes and anxiously retorted, “Joel, help me.”

Joel finally sensed something amiss about the girl.

In plain sight were her flushed cheeks, her sweaty forehead, the shortness in breath, and her limp body.

He lifted his head and noticed a group of men in black sprinting over from the end of the corridor.

“That’s her! She’s there! Get her!”

He glowered.

Bringing the girl into his arms, he spread apart his thin lips. “Luis!”

“Second Young Master!”

A sturdy lad walked out from behind him.

Without giving out any order, one look from Joel was enough for the person to read his thoughts.

Luis turned and took strides towards the bodyguards.

Alongside Joel were a few bosses of several listed enterprises. They were confused by the situation.

Since each one of them could not seem to make sense of the matter, they asked out of curiosity, “Second Young Master, what’s going on?”

Joel frowned.

He grumbled in his mind. “I don’t know, you tell me.’

It must be trouble that this woman had stirred for sure!

He threw the woman in his embrace a scornful look but realized that she had passed out. She was lying limp in his arm, breaking out in sweat and red in the face.

He had a sinking feeling in his stomach.

Spoiled by the President Chapter 381 Alcohol and Social Engagement Wrong Ride, Right Lover Chapter 1980 Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around!

Chapter 487 The End Pt. 5 Joel was no stranger to houses of pleasure. Judging by her looks, he could already guess what had happened without looking into it.

His gorgeous face grew sullen, and his eyes cold.

Godd*mnit! These scums! How dare they drug her!