As soon as the elevator doors opened, Samantha rushed out, desperate for fresh air to clear her head. Instead, she crashed into a solid chest. "Ugh..." Samantha quickly apologized. "Sorry." "Samantha?" A familiar voice held a trace of relief, as if he had finally found her after a long search. Samantha looked up, startled to see Evan's handsome face. She sobered up a little suddenly. "Mr. Wind, sir?" Evan frowned. "Didn't you use to call me Evan?" Samantha corrected herself. "Evan." Evan smiled. "Today is Channing's engagement party. I was worried you might do something stupid, so I came to take a look. I asked around and heard you got into the elevator." He soon noticed her unusual complexion. "Samantha, what's wrong? Your face is bright red." His question made Samantha realize just how wrong she felt. Oh no. Had the drug gotten to her after all? Samantha felt feverish and desperately wanted water, so she hurried to excuse herself. "I'm fine, Evan. Thanks for check
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