As Nicholas regained consciousness, he found himself sprawled on the office floor, drenched in sweat, and the searing pain in his body had finally subsided. "Damn, that Cyrus must've played a trick on me," he muttered.
'It's been two years, and all those pills have been useless. I can't believe I was dumb enough to try them myself. Luckily, nothing happened.' Nicholas felt relieved, but his mobile phone suddenly rang. Seeing an unfamiliar number, he frowned and answered it cautiously.
"Hello, Nicholas?" a soft and slightly magnetic voice came from the other side, very pleasant, as if it could tug at people's heartstrings. Why did this voice sound a little familiar? Nicholas secretly frowned and asked, "Who is this?"
"Oh, I forgot to say, I am Louise Wright." The other party apologetical
