“Justin, I carried you to your room last night. Don’t tell me you got up and went looking for Emma again? Did you two actually…?” Zac didn’t press for details, but the implication was clear.
Justin rubbed his aching temples. He hadn’t slept well, plagued by nightmares of Emily discovering his night with Emma and vanishing from his life forever.
“How do you know?” His voice was heavy with fatigue.
“Dude, you two got photographed leaving the hotel together. The headlines are all about your scandal. Everyone knows you and Emma spent the night at the hotel!”
Justin’s eyes immediately sharpened, all traces of exhaustion gone. He hung up and searched for the entertainment news. Sure enough, his name dominated the top headlines. The more he scrolled, the darker his expression grew.
He glanced at the time. Hopefully, Emily was still asleep and hadn’t seen it yet.
“Sam, come to my office,” he said in a low voice.
Sam arrived quickly. “Yes, Mr. Yates. What can I do for you?”
