#Chapter 371 Lovesick

Heat flooded my body as my face turned bright red. What a situation to explain to Victor! And what about Justin? He looked angry enough to call off the wedding. The DJ stopped the music as Victor and Justin made their way across the room and stopped between Amy and me and the strippers. “I don't know why they’re here,” I insisted. “They just walked in.” “This is a bachelorette party,” Victor’s voice was cold. “But I didn’t expect this from you, Daisy.” “Or you, Amy,” Justin kept his eyes on the floor, seemingly too upset to look at the two men wearing g-strings and work boots. “I …I didn’t do anything wrong, Justin,” Amy declared. “You must believe me.” “Daisy threw this party for Amy,” Victor told Justin. “Don’t blame Amy.” “But I didn’t hire male strippers,” I insisted. “I wouldn’t know where to find them.” “We were hired through our website,” one stripper said. “Our fee was paid by credit card, and there are no refunds.” He and the dark-haired man began