HERA’s POV

“Why do I need to come? I don’t want to be your chaperon,” Mary uttered when I told her about the trip to Paris.

I arched my brow and crossed my legs as I leaned on the backrest of the couch. “You will come, or I will tell Drake that you’re pregnant?” I threatened.

Mary frowned. “You’re gonna do it?”

I smiled. “Try me—”

“But why do I have to go to Paris—”

“So that Drake will get insane finding you,” I went closer to her. “Don’t you think it’s payback time? Drake never visited you for days now, so what do you think about my idea?”

Mary...