Chapter 37: Is He Even Going to Show Up?

Emily arrived early to the charity event and found Sylvia was already there with some company employees. Byron's mother looked flawless in a midnight blue spaghetti-strap dress, her hair in a glamorous updo. She was giving everyone last-minute instructions when she spotted Emily.

"Well done, you!" Sylvia said, "I'm pleasantly surprised."

Emily decided to roll with it since this was as nice a compliment as she was going to get. She was pretty proud of the dress she had made with only a few days' notice. It was made of a glittering silvery-grey material, and the contours flowed around her figure with lightness and grace.

"I thought Byron was coming with you," Emily said nervously, "Where is he?"

"I don't know, he went to get a sandwich."

"He's got dozens of people waiting on him hand and foot. Even his dog has got groomers and nutritionists and goodness knows what else, and he needed to go out to get a sandwich?"

"When you say it like that, it does seem suspicious," Sylvia muttered