Mary stared at her employer, who was now rambling about gold-plated wedding invitations and whether fireworks spelling out their names would be too much.
The woman was unstoppable.
Mary sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. This is beyond my pay grade…
She needed backup. Immediately. Now her mission was to stop her before wakes up the whole country. Mission: Stop Ella before she wakes the whole country. To walk this mission to success there was one way. And there was only one person who could handle this level of madness—Oscar.
Without hesitation, she pulled out her phone and dialed his number.
Oscar groggily answered after three rings. "Mary? Why are you calling me at—" He paused, squinting at his clock. "MIDNIGHT?!"
