Chapter: 1182

Fortunately, she had eaten something beforehand, sparing her from the dreaded stomachache that often followed a night of drinking.

The air was thick with laughter and joy. Bethany didn't want to be the one to cast a pall over the evening.

"I need to go to the bathroom," she announced, feeling the world spin slightly around her. Perhaps a splash of cold water would steady her.

As soon as she left, Kiley slinked over to Colt, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "Colt, did you really see Ms. Holt and Mr. Bates together?"

Colt's brow knitted into a tight frown. “What are you plotting this time?"