Leila hung up the phone, her brows furrowed in deep concern.
"What's wrong?" Sophia put down the magazine in her hand, glancing at her friend with worry.
"Charles Winston asked to meet me tonight," Leila said, shaking her phone, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes. "How did he come to know about my predicament? It seems Mr. Winston is quite interested in me."
"Are you going?" Sophia pursed her lips. "That incident at Emerald Villa was highly suspicious. Your grandfather was detained there, and he was there too... quite the coincidence."
"If he intended to harm me, he had plenty of chances to do so earlier," Leila replied sharply. "Regardless of his intentions, I need to see for myself. I need to understand his true motives."
Sophia looked at her worriedly. "At least let me positi
