Although Joan's expression was blank, she secretly felt a wave of relief as her mind registered what Jessica had just said.
This was because she was ready to accept whatever fate had in store for her; if Della meant more to Larry than all those years that she and Larry had spent together, then so be it.
“Alright. Come on, let's go grab a bite together.” Jessica then held Joan's hand and led her outside.
“Tell me the truth, Joan.” Jessica casually looked over at Joan. “Are you pissed?”
“What do you think? How would you feel if this happened to you and Caspian? Would you be upset?” Joan questioned whilst glancing briefly at her.
“He wouldn't dare. If he tries, then I'll make sure to kick him in the family jewels,” Jessica joked.
Later, they video-called Nancy, who answered the call with a fierce frown. She let out a pitchy complaint, "How heartless! Ditching me at home while you guys head out for a nice chat over food?”
“Nancy, when will you start being more ladylike?” Jessica frowned back teasingly.
“Forget it! You'll never catch me all prim and proper in this lifetime!” Nancy barked.
Her menacing tone startled Jessica, who tossed the phone to Joan and scurried off for some water to calm her nerves.
“Alright, you're the VIP of this friend group, so hurry over! We'll wait up.” Joan then bid her farewell before hanging up.
She still hadn't figured out what happened between Nancy and dory, but she knew that there was definitely trouble in paradise. So she took the opportunity since everyone was unoccupied today to solve Nancy's body image struggles together.
Jessica had overheard this and was peering over Joan's shoulders. “You're really inviting her along?”
Joan nodded. “Yeah. Nancy hasn't been feeling her best, so we should help her out and give her some advice.”
“I can't believe it. Nancy's not feeling her best? But she's always so bubbly and overly hyper,” Jessica mumbled.
“Who's calling me overly hyper?” Oh my! How the devil did she appear so quickly? Jessica massaged her temples as if she had a headache.
Seeing Nancy close in from afar, Jessica scrambled to cover her tracks. “N-no one! I meant myself—I called myself overly hyper.”
Back at the office, Della appeared once again.
She took out some lunchboxes and placed them on a nearby table. “Here are your lunches. I made them myself.”
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