Chapter 90. Your Boss

CHARLOTTE

Suddenly, my phone buzzed in my palm.

I sat up and blinked.

It was a message notification from Olive.

Olive?

I wondered if they had arrived.

I immediately slid down the screen to read.

“Girl, are you sure you didn’t give us the wrong address?”

I frowned at the screen.

Wrong address?

I rechecked the message I’d sent her to make sure there were no mistakes in the address before replying.

“No, it’s the right address. Why did you say so?”

Her reply came quickly.

“We’re at the front of the house now—and when I say house, I mean a freaking luxury mansion.”

Oh, that’s why.

My stomach did a small, nervous flip. I hurried to the window and pulled the curtain aside.

Sure enough, Olive and Emma were standing by the gate, wide-eyed and looking completely out of place—like two girls who’d accidentally stumbled onto a movie set.

I sighed and typed back:

“Nope, not the wrong addres