shuhaige
Chapter 47
Had it not been for her parents insisting, she would never have shown up to this birthday bash. A bunch of unbearable people spewing unbearable nonsense!
"Luna, come on, everyone knows you're Freya's BFF. No need to cover for her! Why don't you give Freya a call and invite her over? Just tell her it's Ms. Harwood's birthday bash. And Mr. Sutton is about to lock lips with Ms. Harwood. I bet she'll come running!" Laughter erupted around the room at the comment.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
Luna's face turned a shade of furious blue. "You... You guys!"
"Not gonna call? Fine, I'll do it myself!" One of the privileged brats grabbed Luna's phone, causing her face to turn pale. "Give it back!"
Seeing this, Silas said with a dark expression, "Lloyd! That's enough. Hand Luna her phone back!"
"It's ringing! It's ringing!"
Already tipsy, a few of the guys were getting overly excited.
Then, Freya's cold voice could be heard from the phone. "What's up?"
The room fell silent instantly.
Buzzing with excitement, one of the guys said, "Ms. Dawson, Mr. Sutton's drunk! He's about to kiss Eloise! You coming?"
There was a moment of silence on the line. Kieran's gaze inadvertently shifted to Luna's phone. And when he snapped back to reality, his expression had soured.
Damn it! Why did he care about Freya's response?
Looking distressed, Luna shouted into the phone. "Reya! Don't come! It's a setup!"
"Luna, stay out of it! We're asking Freya!" The rich kid sneered into the phone. "So, what's it gonna be, Ms. Dawson? Are you coming or not? Cause if you don't, Mr. Sutton's gonna kiss Eloise!"
Everyone was eagerly anticipating the drama. Kieran leaned back on the couch, surprisingly not intervening. Eloise frowned at Kieran's demeanor.
The guys were drunk, taking Kieran for a ride. Usually, Kieran would've put them in their place, but this time, he didn't stop them and seemed anxious for the answer on the phone.
Eloise felt an inexplicable panic. "Kieran, don't let them go on..."
Before Eloise could finish, Freya's indifferent voice came through. "Did you take Luna's phone?"
"Ms. Dawson, don't be like that. We're all just having a good time! It's Ms. Harwood's birthday, after all. Everyone's here. It would be rude not to show up."
The rich kid missed the chill in Freya's tone, still hoping for her to fall into their trap.
"Give me the address." Freya's tone was icy.
As if having anticipated Freya's compliance, the rich kid said mockingly, "We're at the Eclipse Lounge, suite 8012! Ms. Dawson, Mr. Sutton says you've got twenty minutes! You'd better hurry. Don't keep us waiting!" His tone was not just vulgar but filled with disdain for Freya.
The call ended quickly, and Luna demanded, "Give me back my phone!"
"Hold your horses. Ms. Dawson hasn't arrived yet. I'll give it back once she's here!"
"Lloyd! That's enough. Don't overdo it!" Silas was beginning to feel uncomfortable.
But Lloyd retorted, "What's there to worry about? I told you Freya would come. She's Mr. Sutton's lapdog! Hearing Mr. Sutton's about to kiss Ms. Harwood, she'll rush over here to make a scene. Let's sit back and enjoy the show!"