“You little brat! Hugging and kissing both sides and still screaming for help?”

“Snap! Snap! This is insane! I’m posting this to my socials.”

“…”

Everyone had a bit of alcohol in them, and once someone started teasing, the rest couldn’t help but join in.

Except for Easton, no one really noticed anything wrong.

Hope Newton flashed Easton with a sly, triumphant smile. He ruffled her hair affectionately and whispered:

“Weren’t we supposed to record a video?”

Hope shook her head. The scene was too chaotic—she didn’t want her eyes or her phone to be tainted.

“Forget it. Let someone else handle this little mess.”

“James?”

Just then, James Wall,...