My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 559

After she put away her phone, a cascade of notification chimes buzzed in Cynthia Rivera’s pocket. The flurry of messages was quickly followed by an incoming call.

She didn’t need to check the screen to know it was Tristan Davis—no one else would barrage her like this except for something concerning Emily Blair.

Irritated enough to stomp her feet, Cynthia simply powered her phone off.

Making her way back inside, she glanced around at the men sprawled out in various states of drunkenness, some on the floor, others on the couches. The lounge looked like the aftermath of a frat party.

Only Isabella Austin was still wide awake and alert.

Even Alex White was slouched against the couch, eyes closed, though Cynthia couldn’t tell if he was really asleep.

Cynthia wrinkled her nose in distaste.

And these guys thought they could get Mr. Lane drunk? What a joke.

She slipped back to her seat, then, with a sly glint in her eye, edged closer to Isabella and whispered, “Hey, Isabella, do you know where Mr. Lane went?”

Isabella met her gaze with a gentle smile. “He stepped out to make a call. Why, did you need something from him?”

Cynthia pursed her lips, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh, not really. I just had a couple of little questions.”

Isabella chuckled, reaching over to pinch Cynthia’s cheek. “Ask away. No need to hold back.”

Cynthia’s eyes lit up. “So, I was just wondering—who’s that woman standing by the stairs? She didn’t seem very friendly with you all.”

Isabella’s smile faded a little. “We know her,” she said simply.

Cynthia leaned in, lowering her voice. “It looked like you all really dislike her. Did she do something?”

Isabella’s lashes lowered, a shadow passing through her eyes. She hesitated, her voice turning soft. “It’s probably best you don’t know. Honestly, what happened… it was just awful.”

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