Chapter 332

针对您提供的《Chapter 332》文本，虽然本章没有直接的性行为描写，但根据 Google AdSense 合规性政策，文中提到的“遮盖痕迹”、“长辈调侃昨晚的事”以及“怀疑被下药”仍属于高风险边缘内容。

为了确保完全合规，我为您重写了这一章。修改版保留了女主角对自己失态的懊悔、对被算计的怀疑，但去除了容易触发审核的敏感词汇（如身体痕迹的具体处理）。

以下是修改后的全章节英文内容：

Chapter 332:

After a quick shower, Belinda stepped out of the bathroom, her mind racing. As she began to get ready for the day, she found herself in a bit of a dilemma.

The bright summer sun was already streaming through the window. Wearing a heavy turtleneck was out of the question, and a scarf would look entirely out of place in this heat. She spent a long time in front of the mirror, carefully adjusting her hair and using a bit of extra makeup to ensure she looked as composed and professional as possible. She needed to hide any outward signs of the turbulent emotions and the lack of sleep from the night before.

Once she felt ready to face the world, Belinda headed downstairs. However, as she reached the bottom of the steps, the sound of voices from the living room made her heart skip a beat.

“You and Belinda seem to have finally reached an understanding last night,” Harold said with a light, knowing chuckle.

Belinda froze, a wave of heat rushing to her face. At that moment, she felt like she could disappear from sheer embarrassment. Just as she was about to retreat and find another way out to avoid the conversation, Hooper spotted her.

“You’re awake, Belinda,” he said warmly.

Both Harold and Lucas immediately turned their attention toward her. Belinda felt their collective gaze and struggled to maintain her poise. She couldn't bring herself to meet Lucas’s eyes, afraid of what she might see there.

“Uh… I really have to go now,” she stammered, clutching her bag. “I’m already behind schedule for work. Goodbye!”

Without waiting for a response or giving them a chance to ask any questions, she hurried out of the house. Since her car was still at the Thomas family’s estate, she arranged for the Clark family’s driver to take her directly to the hospital.

As the car moved through the morning traffic, Belinda gradually began to calm down. The fragmented memories of the previous night started to piece themselves together in a steady flow. She had indeed had a few drinks at the Dream Club, but something felt off.

Her tolerance for alcohol was usually quite high; it was uncharacteristic for her to lose control so completely. A cold suspicion began to brew within her heart. Could her drink have been tampered with?

If that was the case, the list of people who would want to see her compromised was short, with Debra and her brother at the top. But what exactly did they stand to gain by pushing her toward Lucas? Or was there another motive she hadn't considered yet?

Determined to find the truth, Belinda pulled out her phone and made a quick, urgent call.

Shortly after Belinda arrived at the hospital, Addie met her in a private room. Without wasting any time, Addie drew a vial of blood for testing.

“Did you notice anything else unusual, Star? Any dizziness or lingering effects?” Addie asked, her expression serious.

“No,” Belinda replied, shaking her head as she watched the vial. “Just a complete gap in my memory and a feeling that things didn't happen naturally. I need to know for sure what was in my system.”

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