It worked like a charm. He asked, worried, "Where are you? I'll come over right now."

I rushed to explain, "My friend had a rough time at the bar-looks like someone messed with her drink or something. She's burning up. We're just college kids, too scared to call our folks. Could you bring some sort of antidote?" There was silence on Ronald's end.

Just when I thought my acting had flopped, I heard a cold, stern voice, "Kids these days always seem to find trouble. Help her out."

Max? At this hour, he was with Ronald?

Turns out their relationship wasn't as simple as being mere acquaintances.

And Max, with his icy demeanor, alongside Ronald with his sunny disposition, seemed oddly well-matched.

"Can Mr. Collins deliver it to the guardhouse at Serenity Lane Estates? I'll come out to get it."

Ronald sighed, "Girls gotta learn to look after themselves. I'll be there in 15 minutes."

I thanked him, smiling.

Then I heard him mutter to Max, "Wakey, wakey. Time for you to hit the road."

up. I felt like I'd stumbled upon

to pick up some essentials before heading to the guardhouse to retrieve the package from Ronald. With this, even if

called me

was definitely

"Kate, Mrs. Hart had the Hilton family's

sent her

her, she'd rush back in a heartbeat to suck up to Mrs. Hart, especially with the Hilton's chef behind the feast. She'd want to make a good impression no matter what. Mrs. Hart

just around the corner. Aside from grad school, got any plans?"

my head, "I'm all ears to whatever you suggest, Mrs.

figured I'd play along, to avoid any drama due to her

thought about marrying Claude?" she

feigned shock, my fork clattering

kept my lips sealed, head

handed me

time left. I'm worried..." she choked up, shoulders trembling. "Mrs.

on. Cla is all alone in

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