Elizabeth Wilson slid the folder across the desk to Emily Blair, speaking as she did.
Flipping through the papers, Emily gave them a quick glance before lowering her head to sign her name.
“He’s not planning to visit today, is he?”
Leaning against the edge of the table, Elizabeth shrugged. “So, what should we do? Drag him there ourselves?”
Emily let out a soft laugh. “Come on, this isn’t some crime drama. Kidnapping? That sounds a bit too sinister for a civilized society, don’t you think?”
Elizabeth grinned, catching the joke herself. “Well, then what are we supposed to do?”
Emily finished signing, handed the folder back, and replied, “Alex White will go. Just not today.”
Elizabeth straightened up, suddenly attentive. “What makes you say that?”
Emily paused, considering. “It’s just a feeling.”
“Otherwise, why do you think Alex came with me to the hospital today? It can’t just be curiosity,” she said.
Elizabeth nodded in agreement. “You’ve got a point. Still, if he finds out you’re just using him to get back at Isabella Austin, he’ll be furious.”
Emily just chuckled. “So what? It’s only fair—an eye for an eye. I remember exactly what he and Isabella did before.”
She added, almost arrogantly, “Even if I’m using him, he should count himself lucky.”
Elizabeth couldn’t help but admire her, giving her a thumbs up.
“Oh, by the way,” Elizabeth remembered, “the piano competition semifinals are the day after tomorrow. Are you still going?”



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