In the evening, Heather drove to a restaurant named Shangri-La.
She got out of the car and directly called. Leila. "Have you guys arrived? Where are you?"
"We're at the door…." Leila said in a weak tone. "You'll see us later."
Heather felt Leila's voice sounded a little weird.
Looking back, she did see Leila and Lana standing at the door. They were both looking in her direction, shocked.
Heather felt it was very strange. Why did she feel there was something wrong?
She walked to them and asked with puzzlement, "Why do you both wear weird expressions?"
"Heather," Leila said, taking a deep breath and looking at her with a grave face, "If you're in trouble, you can tell Lana and me, and we'll find a way to help you."
"Yes!" Lana nodded in agreement as she looked at Heather with a worried face.
"What are you talking about?" Heather asked, frowning tightly. "Why are your words so confusing?"
