Love's Perfect Match

Love’s Perfect Match Chapter 26

Chapter 26 Roofied

Ophelia sounded so truthful it seemed like Elspeth had really said that.

Hearing that, Callum nodded and walked into the hall with Ophelia.

The reporters surrounding the door were furiously clicking at their cameras that were pointed at the

duo. In order to create a buzz, Ophelia even leaned close to Callum.

She suddenly tripped, and was about to plant her face straight into the floor if it wasn’t for Callum who

noticed and quickly held her by the waist to stop her from falling.

The reporters only more fervently took photos at such a scene that they couldn’t possibly miss.

They had even thought of the headlines, such as ‘Is There Something Between Them? Fleming Group

and Winthrop Group’s Union!’, and they were sure that this would be breaking news.

Ophelia started blushing after she was saved. “Thank you, Callum.”

However, he unhesitantly pulled back his hand and told her to go in.

He stalked in by himself then.

Her good mood instantly went down the drain, but in order to avoid any awkwardness, she bit her lip

and quickly followed him.

Soon after, another commotion that was comparable to that of Callum and Ophelia’s when they entered

the hall came from the entrance.

Curious, Callum quietly looked over to the two figures that walked in.

It was a jolly-looking Edmund and… Elspeth?

She had on a black mini dress that looked seductive and sexy.

Callum’s eyes lingered on her when he saw the dress. The dress that he gifted her was supposed to be

a white tube dress.

He couldn’t help thinking how she must really despise him to stand him up and come in with Edmund.

As soon as Edmund’s sharp eyes noticed Callum, Edmund beamed, “Hey Callum. You are early.”

Ophelia, on the other hand, was stunned in place when she saw Elspeth standing there in a new dress.

Ophelia had gone out of her way to destroy the other woman’s dress, cut her phone charger’s cable,

and destroy the washroom’s lock. So how did she come out? Ophelia wondered.

Elspeth’s smile was rather cold when she began, “Miss Fleming, why do you look surprised to see me

here?”

Ophelia immediately snapped back to reality and shook her head.

“I am not. I am just surprised to see the two of you come in together.”

Elspeth turned to glance at Edmund and smiled. “Thank god for Mr. Edmund’s help, or I would still be in

the washroom. I wonder who would do something as immoral as breaking the door lock and cutting up

my dress… What do you think, Miss Fleming?”

Ophelia was now tightly clenching at the hem of her dress. “I didn’t do it, so why are you asking me?!”

“I didn’t say anything. You sure are nervous, Miss Fleming. Could it be that this does have something to

do with you?”

Elspeth gradually pushing into Ophelia got the latter all tongue-tied.

It was right then that Callum suddenly spoke up on Ophelia’s behalf to help her out of the situation.

“Enough, the banquet is about to start. I am glad nothing happened.”

Elspeth couldn’t help shooting him a glare upon having the words she prepared cut off by him.

“That is right. The banquet will soon begin. Elsie, may I have a dance with you?” Edmund politely

extended his hand and bowed.

She nodded smilingly. “Of course. It is an honor.”

The couple then went for a dance on the dance floor. Their every move complemented each other so

well that everyone in the hall admitted defeat.

Many stopped and cooed about how much of a match they were. With Edmund and Elspeth’s good

looks, they were the epitome of a match made in heaven.

Callum thought they were an eyesore as he watched them, and he grumbled to himself, She doesn’t

look good with Edmund at all.

Ophelia was eager when she blurted out, “Callum, should we dance as well?!”

She had prepared a dance that she wanted to show off tonight.

Much to her disappointment, the man was in too bad a mood to have the strength to dance. He only

brushed her off before he went to a corner and drank his sorrows away.

It wasn’t long before Callum felt a rush of heat course through his body.

With his sharp senses, he realized he had been drugged.

Ophelia soon came to him. When she saw the beads of sweat on his forehead, she faked concern and

asked, “What is the matter, Callum?”

He still had the tiniest bit of consciousness left as he muttered in a low voice, “I am fine. You should

head over there.”

“Callum…” She reached out to touch his flushed and warm forehead, and sat down beside him. “Are

you feeling sick? Should I take you to the doctor?”

Her touch was agonizing for someone who had been drugged.

It felt like there was a fire when her soft hand caressed his burning face.

Not wanting any accident to happen, Callum stood up while ignoring her advances, and entered the

elevator to go to his office.

Ophelia smiled when she saw him leave. As I expected.

She then went upstairs with him.

After Elspeth completed a dance with Edmund, she subconsciously looked for Callum, only to find that

both Callum and Ophelia had disappeared from the hall.

Seemingly seeing through her thoughts, Edmund let out a small smile and mused, “Looking for my

brother? I saw him go upstairs with his arm around Ophelia. Could they be…”

Elspeth could guess what he was about to say even though he didn’t finish his words.

“Go after them if you are curious.”

Edmund had only told her this because he was confident Elspeth wouldn’t go upstairs and get in

Callum and Ophelia’s way.

And it wasn’t like she could do anything even if she were to go up. She might only end up being more

disappointed in Callum if she saw them doing things together.

Relaxed, Edmund took a sip of his drink as he let the dice roll.

“I am not going,” she coldly replied.

I won’t go and disturb them.

However, her phone rang the next moment.

She had gotten a short message from Callum, which stated, ‘Come up to 302.’

Elspeth immediately turned off her screen so that she wouldn’t have to see the infuriating message.

However, she started thinking something was wrong. Callum wasn’t a beast who would gobble up Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

anything that was presented to him. There was no reason for him to do something like she imagined he

would with Ophelia on an important day like this.

She was rushing upstairs by the time she was hit by realization.

Being the careful man Callum was, he went to the printing room instead of the president’s office. As he

sat limp on the floor, he mustered his last bit of consciousness to send a message to Elspeth.

He had a feeling that this miraculous woman would have a way to help him.

As soon as Elspeth came to 302, she immediately saw the look on his face as he held himself back.

“Were you roofied, Callum?”

She had enough medical knowledge to notice his odd reaction. He looked like he had been drugged.

The drug was obviously a potent one to make the clear-headed Callum a drowsy mess.

He only hummed a reply, but when he opened his eyes and saw Elspeth within arm’s length, he

suddenly grabbed her by the wrist.

“Callum! What are you doing?!”

Before she could even process what was going on, she had already been pulled into his embrace.