The next day, Emma was awakened by the ringing phone. She picked it up, her eyes still lazy and unfocused.
"Laura, could you make breakfast for Director David today?"
Before Emma could reply, the caller abruptly hung up. She was about to go back to sleep when the phone rang again.
"Emma, about last night... did you get home safely?"
This voice made her fully awake. Emma sat up, looked at the phone screen, and began to calm down.
"I got home on my own."
"Last night... I think I drank a bit too much."
Emma chuckled to herself; Mark had called her early in the morning, indicating he was quite alarmed. Emma's plan had thrown his off track.
"Yeah, you got pretty drunk last night. I had someone take you back to the hotel."
Mark became even more worried upon hearing this. He couldn’t und
