"Honey, how are you doing?" Madeline noticed that Freya was being harassed backstage and went to see if she was okay.
"Don't worry, I'm fine!"
"Exactly when I needed you to show up, Madeline! This young lady is a friend of yours, isn't she? Would you mind letting her join us for a drink up in my office on the third floor?"
Patrick knew Madeline well. He frequently spoke with her as general manager of the Shangri-La Bar, where she was a regular performer.
"I apologize, Patrick," Madeline said after pausing for a while. "It's already late, and my friend isn't nearly as careless as we are. I think it's time for her to go home."
"That won't be a problem. I'll personally drive her home later."
Madeline had no choice but to maintain her silence. She was the one who brought Freya to th
