Afternoon, after a meal.

Hailey had managed to successfully avoid suspicion and was getting ready to drive back alone to California.

California was actually closeby, an hour-and-a-half journey by car.

Before leaving, Hailey grabbed Alex and said, “Stinking brat, tell me honestly, did you touch me last night?”

Alex was disheveled for a moment. “Sister, I really didn’t. Weren’t your clothes all neat?”

“Hmph. Who knows? You could have straightened up my clothes after you did it. Anyway, if