Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 3233

Chapter 3233 Plotting For Revenge

Megan kicked at one of the boxes in her way. She lowered her head as she recalled their earlier conversation in the car. She replied distractedly, "Yay, that's great. We'll take one each, then." Donna's excitement was a search far cry from Megan's depressed state.

Eventually, Donna seemed to notice that something was amiss. She turned around and spied a somber Megan partially hidden behind the stacks of boxes that filled their room.

She gave her brand new smartphone one last admiring gaze before placing it down. She approached Megan warily. "Megan, what's wrong? Is there something weighing on your mind? What happened yesterday? Did Mr. Wilson do something?"

"No," Megan answered solemnly as she plonked herself down on the sofa. Her gaze landed briefly on a smartphone box containing the latest search iPhone 4.

Turning her head away, she rested her head in her hands. After some thought, she blurted, "There was a small incident last night when we were singing. Melissa drugged my drink."

Time had not dampened her recollection of Anderson's words last night. She could clearly recall how he had told her about Melissa's admission of her plans to drug Megan.

Even if she were to chalk up all the previous incidents to pure coincidence, last night was definitely Melissa's selfish plot for revenge.

She wants to do Mr. Whittemore a favor by offering me as a tribute.

Cracks began to appear in Megan's calm façade. If Mr. Whittemore had slept with me, I'd be haunted by this memory forever.

Though nothing had happened in the end, Megan could not forgive Melissa's attempt at manipulating her. I'll make her pay.

"What? Melissa drugged your drink?" Donna's eyes widened with shock and anger. Melissa's audacity had far exceeded her wildest imaginations.

"Who does she think she is?"

Donna was infuriated. She could not bear to imagine how Megan felt last night.

She grabbed Megan's elbow and checked her body for any injuries. Her voice was thick with worry as she said, "Are you ok? Oh god, did anything happen when you took the drug?" Megan felt a bit guilty at Donna's naive expression. Though she was not lying, she had not told her the full story.

I don't have the patience to explain everything again. I just want Melissa to have a taste of her own medicine.

She held Donna's hand in hers and shook her head. "It's fine. I thought something was suspicious, so I didn't drink it."

Donna sighed in relief at her words. She patted her chest and announced, "I'm never letting you go to a bar alone again. You might not be so lucky next time if she tries to drug you again." Donna had a point, though the dangers of these social gatherings were not something an extra companion could necessarily solve.

Megan had seen far too many men and women who fell prey to such dangers. Showbiz was never an innocent arena, to begin with.

Since Donna was clueless about these things, Megan did not want to destroy her innocence.

She merely nodded and replied seriously, "Ok, I'll bring you with me next time. I'm still going to make Melissa pay for what she did this time." Donna was surprised at Megan's chilling declaration. She shivered involuntarily.

"Megan, what are you planning to do?"

Megan let out a cold laugh as her gaze turned downright frosty. "Give Rocky a call, and I'll be able to teach that Melissa a lesson."

Donna followed her instructions and got in touch with Rocky. Megan busied herself tidying up the boxes as she awaited Rocky's arrival.

Soon, Rocky arrived. When the doorbell rang, Megan asked Donna to let him in. There was an awkward tension in the air as Megan and Rocky settled themselves on the sofa.