Chapter 1013

Helen hung up the phone, her earlier fascination with Optimus Prime instantly forgotten. With urgency in her voice, she turned to Hazel and said, "Hazel, I've got to go. Rosalia's been drugged at a party. I need to get her out before something bad happens." A flicker of recognition passed through Hazel's dark, luminous eyes. Rosalia? Rosalia Smith! The Wallace brothers' biological cousin. Setting down the tools in her hand on the lab bench, she replied, "I'm coming with you." Helen knew Hazel was skilled in combat. If anyone dared lay a finger on Rosalia, Hazel could beat them to a pulp without breaking a sweat. So she didn't stand on ceremony or waste time with polite refusals—she simply grabbed Hazel's wrist and pulled her toward the exit. From New York University to Dynasty Club, Helen drove her sports car like a jet, running every red light along the way. The moment the car screeched to a halt, both women leaped out and dashed into the club. When they reached the private room Rosal