Chapter 18
- Henry’s POV
- As the dinner wrapped up, Layla turned to me with a warm smile. "Henry, would you like to hang out for a little while longer?"
- I hesitated, not entirely sure if I was up for more socializing after the orchestrated dinner setup. But before I could formulate a polite refusal, Lynda chimed in, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Come on, Henry, it'll be fun!"