My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 890

“Don’t you dare stir up any trouble,” Emily Blair warned her, her tone sharp.

Elizabeth Wilson shot her a reassuring look. “Relax, I won’t cause any drama.”

Yeah, right.

Emily watched her suspiciously for a moment before finally looking away.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth could feel her phone buzzing nonstop in her pocket. She fought hard to keep a straight face, but the corners of her mouth inevitably twitched upward. She unlocked her phone and, unsurprisingly, was met with a flood of messages from Tristan Davis.

She couldn’t help but smirk. Tristan was in full-blown panic mode, firing off wild guesses about which of Emily’s admirers had made a move, spamming her with messages and demanding answers like a man possessed.

Elizabeth stared at the endless list of names he’d rattled off, utterly speechless. Honestly, it seemed like Tristan knew more about Emily’s suitors than Emily herself did.

She even spotted the name of a guy who’d only chased after Emily for two or three days—how did Tristan even remember him?

This was getting ridiculous.

As Elizabeth gawked at the screen, her phone started to ring. Tristan was calling now.

Without a second thought, she hung up, then flashed Emily a guileless smile when Emily glanced over. Once Emily turned away, Elizabeth ducked her head and began typing a reply.

Elizabeth Wilson: *Alright, stop calling and stop guessing. You haven’t gotten a single one right.*

Tristan Davis: *Then who is it?*

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