Chapter 85 What Kind of Drama is This?

Yvette's voice blared through the phone like an alarm, practically shattering Whitney's eardrums. She had to hold the phone away, feeling both annoyed and embarrassed that Noel had spoken up at just the wrong moment. Now there was no way to explain this without it sounding suspicious. She turned, about to vent her frustration, only to realize the door was already closed. Noel was gone. "It's not like that, Yvette. It's Noel." Whitney finally explained honestly, though she knew Yvette had a tendency for gossip. "You and him, again? Sparks flying, huh?" Yvette teased, laughing over the phone. Whitney closed her eyes in exasperation. "Stop overthinking. Nothing happened between us." "Hey, it's not me overthinking, honey. It's midnight. The world's asleep. It's just you two alone in the quiet place. Besides, it's not like you've never had a spark with him before," Yvette teased, her voice dripping with mischief. She added, "Are you doing this to make Damian jealous? But honestly, i