Andrew found himself taking the jab out of nowhere and could only laugh awkwardly.

Aspen looked up from the couch and gasped, "Oh my goodness! It's almost 11 p.m., and Ms. Garcia's still in the kitchen?"

Lauren jumped up in alarm. "Wait… you're right! We totally forgot. Let's check on her!"

Francesca, wearing her cartoon slippers, was already rushing toward the kitchen. "Ms. Garcia, please don't tell me you passed out from exhaustion!"

Just then, Chantelle finally emerged, her cheeks flushed a soft red. She was clearly embarrassed as she said, "S-Sorry about that, everyone. I just finished cleaning up, I'll be taking my leave now."

Lauren looked apologetic. "Ms. Garcia, I'm so sorry. We got so caught up in the show that we forgot about you!"

Aspen said, "Ms. Garcia, we'll walk you to the door!"

Chantelle waved her hand. "No need, I can manage by myself. It's already late, so you all should get some rest!"

She took two steps forward but suddenly grabbed onto the door f