As the window rolled down, Emily saw who it was. It was Harold's mother.
What was she doing here?
Emily tried to find out what was going on from the driver. "Do you know what she wants with me?"
He shook his head. "No. I'm just the messenger."
Harold treated her well. Whatever it was, it would be better for her to agree. She said, "Let's go."
When they got to the car, Emily greeted Alicia politely. "Mrs. Johns."
Alicia sat there, her back straight. She smiled elegantly. "Are you free now, Miss Davis? Shall we have a chat at a coffee shop nearby?"
Emily hesitated for a second before nodding.
"Get on in."
The driver opened the door for her.
Soon, they arrived at a coffee shop.
Emily followed Alicia in.
Alicia picked a table in a quiet corner and Emily sat down opposite her. A wai
