FreeNovelChapter 1428
"Step on it" Eunice whispered to the driver with an urgency that belied her calm voice.
Even with the speedometer pushing 75, Serena felt like they were crawling, each second stretching into an eternity.
The thing about this ‘medicine’ was its sneaky effect—it bode its tbefore hitting you with an unbearable urgency.
Finally reaching the villa, Serena burst out of the car, not sparing a moment for anything else.
"Did the child eat something off? Do we need to?" Belinda's words were cut short by an odor so foul it seemed to punch her directly
in the brain.
Serena's gas was so potent that Belinda caught a whiff the moment she stepped out of the car.
Belinda, ever the epitof grace, couldn't help but retch ungracefully, nearly fainting from the stench.
"Honey.” Darren had just gotten out of the car when the smell hit him, nearly knocking him out cold.
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Feeling the pressure mounting, Serena dashed toward the main house, but the path ahead seemed to turn into stairs made of
clouds. Besieged by hallucinations, she couldn't seem to reach the end.
"Serena, Serena?"
May had heard the matriarch was back and was coming to greet her, only to step out and find Serena running in place in front of a
tree. Was this snew form of exercise?
Hadn't Serena gone out to dine with Belinda? Why was she exercising upon returning, and in such an odd stance and with that
bizarre expression?
Serena heard a fantastical voice and looked up to see a giant octopus greeting her, its puzzled eyes seemingly questioning her
actions.
Maybe out of shock, Serena instinctively swung her handbag hard at May.
It was as if she was battling the giant cephalopod.
May screamed, completely dumbstruck, "Serena?"
Had Serena lost her mind?
Why did she look so utterly bizarre?
Pushing past the ‘giant octopus, Serena continued her run, encountering numerous ‘large creatures’ along the way.
Even though she knew these were just hallucinations from the drug, she couldn't help being startled tand again—crashing into
vases being polished by the staff, tripping over ottomans, tumbling down the spiral staircase.
Everyone was stunned by her actions, unable to believe their eyes for a moment before stepping forward to help her.
But to Serena, their approach felt like a pack of terrifying beasts closing in.
She waved them off in panic, "Don't touch me. | just had a bit too much to drink, back off, all of you!"
That was when she noticed her hand morphing into a monstrous claw, grotesque and ferocious.
She looked at it in horror, disbelief in her voice, "What's happened to my hand?"
Everyone was confused; Serena's hand was perfectly fine. What was going on with her?
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Still unsettled, Serena raced upstairs, her stomach growling ominously.
Guided by memory, she made a beeline for her room.
Arabella had just stepped into the garden when she heard the staff exclaiming, "Is that Serena? Why is she squatting on Ms. Bella's
balcony?
What is she doing?"
One might think she was relieving herself, but her pants were still on.
Yet, if she wasn't, then her posture was terribly misleading.
What on earth was happening?
Arabella went upstairs and into her room, only to catch sight of Serena squatting on her balcony in a most compromising position.
This was a classic case of biting off more than one could chew.
Serena's stomach was making a racket, the sensation of urgency was overwhelming, yet nothing was happening.
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