Phoebe's face was red and her hot breath was sprayed on Tom's neck, making Tom tense up his muscles in an instant.
God knew how tempting this Phoebe was. If Tom hadn't arrived in time, then Phoebe would have been raped by that bastard Brian!
Thinking of this, Tom felt a lingering fear.
There were a lot of people here. He quickly covered Phoebe's face with his coat and said to the people next to him, "Arrange a room for me immediately and get me some ice water and towels."
Soon, they arrived at a room that had just been vacated. Tom put Phoebe on the bed, took the ice and towel, and asked them to leave the room.
At this moment, Phoebe's movements were even greater. She hugged Tom like an octopus. Her face was as red as a date and her eyes were blurred. She had completely lost her mind.
However, she did not lose consciousness and sobriety. There was obvious pain and shame in Phoebe's eyes, which made Tom's heart ache.
However, this sobriety lasted only for a while before it disappeared. The effect was too strong. After a while, Phoebe exerted more strength, and even Tom couldn't stop her as he patted her twice.
Tom had no choice but to put Phoebe on the bed, and then he quickly put the towel in the ice water to get wet, and then twisted it clean. When Phoebe approached to him again, he wiped her face and hands with an ice towel, using a physical cooling method to reduce Phoebe's impulse.
This method was still very effective. Phoebe shivered and called out, "It's so cold." Her blurred eyes were much clearer.
Tom used an ice towel to cool Phoebe down. Slowly, the heat and impulse in Phoebe's body was suppressed, and her eyes regained clarity.
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment. Phoebe remembered how she had lost her composure in front of the chairman... "Oh my god, what have I been doing!" She thought.
In an instant, Phoebe's face turned red again. Her face was now redder than when the drug had just taken effect. Her heart was pounding and she felt endless shame.
Tom was also embarrassed. Phoebe had indeed lost her composure just now. If he hadn't been controlling her, they would have had sex by now.
"Cough!" Tom coughed twice and said in a deep voice, "The effect in your body hasn't completely dissipated yet. I suggest you go to the hospital. I can send someone to take you there."
When Phoebe heard this, she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. It was so shameful that the chairman saw her being like this... It was so terrible!
Now, she even wanted to die. She hid herself under the quilt and covered her face with her hands. She felt embarrassed to see the chairman.
The atmosphere continued to fall into silence.
Tom stood up and said, "I have something else to do. I'll go back first."
"Wait a minute!"
Seeing him leave, Phoebe felt extremely reluctant and quickly called out to him.
"What else?" Tom's voice was very cold.
Phoebe bit her lip. She grabbed the quilt to cover her body, revealing half of her face. She said timidly, "Thank you, chairman."
"Yes." Tom nodded slightly, not saying much, and continued to maintain the cold aura.
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