John was already drunk, and struggling with Anna, so he naturally couldn't walk fast. Amelia pretended to stumble a bit to let him catch up.
Only after John caught up, Amelia grabbed the doorknob and swung it open. She then fell into the room, crashing straight onto the floor.
John stared at his own hand suspended in mid-air, bewildered.
He didn't even touch the woman's clothes, so how did she fall in?
The men inside the room turned to look at the commotion by the door.
Amelia immediately got up, her eyes red as she called out, "Daniel…"
Her expression was full of grievance, utterly pitiful.
Daniel Cooper's dark eyes suddenly narrowed, and he quickly stood up, his legs wrapped in black suit pants swiftly carrying him away from his seat.
Coming up close, he quickly helped Amelia up, his voice displeased, "What happened?"
Amelia blinked, and tears fell down. She timidly pointed a finger towards the door, "Someone hit me."
