The next day, I'm still buzzing from the events of the art gallery when Zoe comes over in the afternoon. As soon as I open the door, she takes one look at my face and her eyes go wide.
"Oh s**t, something juicy went down last night," she observes gleefully. "Spill it, bestie!"
I usher her inside, unable to contain my grin. Once we're settled on the couch with glasses of wine, I launch into the whole story - Daphne's nasty comments, Charles sweeping in to defend me, and the heated aftermath.
"He just laid into her, Zoe!" I recount, eyes wide with lingering awe. "Like, full-on scorched earth mode. Told her if she couldn't be civil to me, she wasn't welcome around us anymore. It was...incredible."
Zoe lets out a low whistle. "Damn, your sugar daddy really has it bad, huh? Putting evil cou
