Hooked Up With My Boyfriend's Best Friend

At that moment, Stephenie was enjoying the interesting expression on John's face, which helped her forget how boring it was to work extra hours for days. Still, the next day, Alan didn't come along when John came to pick her up from work, and because of curiosity, Stephanie tried to ask John about it carefully, "Why didn't Alan come with you today?"

"Alan had an appointment with clients," John explained plainly.

Stephenie looked at him and clearly felt he was a little bit spacey. "Are you okay? Why do you seem restless?"

"Really?" John tried to dispel her doubts, but then he said, "I do feel tired these days."

"Sorry, John. I know it was all my fault for being too cautious. I'm just afraid to go home alone because my colleagues say a stalker is lingering around, but you don't have to pick me up from now on since you are so busy. I'll take a taxi starting tomorrow."

"It's the boyfriend's duty to pick up his girlfriend from work, Stephenie. Don't think about it." John spoiled, patted her head, and added, "I just didn't sleep well last night."

The next day, Stephenie did what she had just said; she refused John to pick her up. Besides, Joyce finally came back to Woodlake after her half-month business trip.

It was Friday, and Stephenie made the final confirmation with Monica before 6 p.m. when she was usually off-duty. She then gave the new plan to Lily, who was in charge of the project, then started her weekend and went straight to the nightclub to meet Joyce.

Joyce always went to the nightclub to spend time with friends and have fun. On the other hand, Stephenie rarely visited the nightclub as she was not in an environment that was filled with alcohol and the smoke of cigarettes. But tonight, Joyce invited Stephenie to meet her at the nightclub, and Stephenie somehow accepted her offer.

When Stephenie arrived and sat on her seat, it didn't take long for Joyce to open her mouth and ask her, "You and John finally broke up?"

Stephenie thought she would receive greetings first, but it was far from what she had just expected. Stephenie didn't answer her but grabbed Joyce's glass and tossed it off the drink.

Joyce's eyes widened as she was surprised by Stephanie's fast-grabbing hand. She didn't even have the opportunity to stop her. "Hey, Stephenie! Careful! It is strong! Don't drink it off!"

Stephenie ignored Joyce's caution and drank it off, but she immediately felt choked and coughed because of the burning and sore throat.

Joyce panicked and said with pulled-up brows, " Are you okay?!"

Stephenie released air exaggeratedly from her mouth, then smiled; this girl felt fantastic. She quickly grabbed Joyce's hand and stood up.

"What are you doing? Where are we going?" Joyce reacted. Clueless in Stephenie's actions.

Stephenie turned around and walked toward the dance floor while holding Joyce's hand. "Teach me to flirt."

Stephenie asked the right person to help her because Joyce had a lot of experience seducing handsome guys. She was also good at finding high-quality guys and interacting with them.

Since her enlightened close friend desired to learn, Joyce was more than willing to teach her. So Joyce smiled and said, "Alright, if that's what you want, I will."

But this time, a woman on the dance floor was becoming the center of attention. Blurred radium spotlight, sparkling diamond miniskirt, and hot, sexy dance. She was surrounded by people who whistled and cheered for her.

Joyce stared at the woman who applied purple lipstick on her lips and whispered to Stephenie, "She looks familiar. Have we met her before?"

"She's Lily Millis."

"Damn! You were right. She completely changed from head to toe." Joyce was in shock but soon figured out why the woman looked familiar. "Stephenie, you were her plastic surgery sample, right?"

Stephenie was stunned. "What?"

Joyce raised Stephenie's chin and said, "Don't you know what you look like? I found that Lily's face was completely your lower version!"

Stephenie blankly looked back at Lily on the dance floor.

Then not long after, Lily was picked up by three men.

However, Lily ignored them and twisted her waist flexibility, rubbing another man's body up and down, causing the bystander to flush. The man also seemed interested in Lily, indulging Lily's explicit provocation with the usual Playboy smile on his lips.

The man was none other than...

"Edward?" Joyce didn't expect what she was seeing. "Isn't he in Australia?"

"He just came back last week." While talking, Stephenie saw Lily put her arms around Edward's neck and approached her charming scarlet, purple lips to his.