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a soft comfortable bed. He looked around the room, for a while he couldn't recognize where he was until his eyes fell on the intricate patterns on the wall at the far end of the room then he realized it was actually his room. To his right a syringe was inserted in his hand, he was on drip. Trying to remember exactly what happened to him the night before, there was a light knock on his door,"Sir, are you awake?" "Come in, Sam." He replied. Sam his personal assistant opened the door slowly and walked into the room. "What happened last night?" Daryl asked. Sam got fidgety at the question, "I'm really sorry we were late Sir. You were drugged last night and the doctor said it was an overdose that's why... why you're in this state right now.""Drugged?" Daryl furrowed his brows waiting for more details."It was... aphrodisiac."At the reply Daryl recalled the events of the night like a bombshell. He recalled looking for an old woman who lived in a small town on the outskirts of the city. He had been informed that she might know something about what had happened to his mother who passed away years ago. The old woman was the only one who could provide the answers he sought. He was in the car with his driver when suddenly some sort of gas permeated the air in the car and his head felt really light, the doors couldn't open either. Daryl ran a hand through his hair clearly irked that he couldn't recall everything clearly. "I was in a dark room?" He asked Sam. "Yes sir." Sam stalled as if contemplating how to put his next words. "Just spill it Sam! What happened there?!" Daryl demanded impatiently. Sam lowered his head, " A lady. There was a lady on the bed too and she didn't look like she was in a good condition. She wore a hospital gown and had bruises, Sir. It's either it was all staged or.." At that, he raised his head to look at Daryl. Daryl already understood the meaning behind his words and he raised his hand to dismiss Sam.He felt disgusted, staged or not he felt disgusted at the thought of him being with a random woman. Angry flames blazed in his eyes, " Incorrigible bastards! you all are going to pay dearly for this." He fumed through gritted teeth. Chelsea watched from her bedroom window as her mother, father, and sister sat outside,