“What’s the plan? Tell me, I want in!” Helen said enthusiastically.
“Don’t worry, you’ll definitely be part of it,” Emily assured her.
“By the way, how did you get home last night?” Emily asked, shifting the focus to Helen after finishing her own story.
“How else? I’d had a bit to drink, so I… uh… grabbed a cab, of course.” Helen avoided Emily’s gaze, her voice carrying a nervous edge.
“I’ll swing by the bar to pick up my car later today. As for those younger guys, I had already asked them to leave,” Helen added quickly, hoping to change the subject.
Emily nodded, accepting the explanation, and turned to grab the gift bag she had brought. Meanwhile, Helen paced nervously around the room, debating whether to tell Emily about her night with Zac.
She had only just found out Zac and Justin were friends. If she had known sooner, she wouldn’t have been so carefree about spending time with Zac at the seaside villa, exchanging contacts, or meeting him for dinners.
“What are you doing?
