Chapter 697 Steven Was Drugged (1/2)

Meanwhile, Andrea was ready to go outside of her room. She thought that Carla was already waiting for her, so she rushed to the waiting area.

She was surprised to find no one in the lounge. She wondered if Carla had come out of her room yet, and so, she turned back to head towards her daughter's room.

Once she got there, she quickly knocked on the door.

”Callie, are you in there?”

After waiting awhile, she wondered why there wasn't any response coming from inside. Andrea knocked on the door once again, this time a bit louder.

”Callie? Callie, are you in there?”

There was no sound at all no matter how long she waited. Andrea reluctantly turned the doorknob only to find out that the door wasn't locked. She slowly opened the door and was shocked at the first thing she saw.

A masseuse in uniform was lying on the bed, unconscious. She hurriedly entered the room and moved around to check the entire area, however, Carla was nowhere to be found!

”Callie...”

The shock left Andrea too scared to react for a moment. After she came back to her senses, she quickly took out her cellphone and contacted Terence.

”Terence! Ca-Callie... Callie's missing!”

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In a room upstairs from where Andrea was currently panicking, Carla was trapped with Steven.

Steven heard her words loud and clear and knew the implication behind them. He knew that he was still young. But now that he had the chance to be with the woman he liked, he hated it.

”I have already discussed with the curator about the technicalities for the painting. I was going out to have it packed up for you. But when I came back, you had already left.

It doesn't matter now. Either way, I'll still have someone send you the painting after we get out of here,”

Steven said with his back faced towards Carla.

Carla, who was looking outside, glanced at the boy who was currently lost in his thoughts. ”Whatever,” she muttered out a small reply.

If he really insisted on this, then she couldn't persuade him to stop.

Steven faced the wall with his eyes closed and his teeth gritting silently. The strange feeling was coursing through his body and mind, it made him tremble a little bit.

He felt that it was too shameful for him to look at Carla straight in the eye right now.

The truth of the matter was that he was afraid of turning around to look at her, no... He was afraid of her eyes, He was afraid that he might see in her eyes that she would be looking down on him.