"Young Master Joyce..." A woman spilled her drink right onto Leo Joyce's pants. She expected him to fly into a rage and scrambled to her feet to explain, but before she could say a single word, Leo Joyce, his face grim, strode out of the private room.
Watching Leo Joyce's uncharacteristic exit, the men and women in the private room were all baffled.
After leaving Siren, Leo Joyce drove straight to the Grayson residence.
Even though it was the middle of the night, he knew he wouldn't get a wink of sleep if he didn't clear the air tonight.
Besides, this fight with Tiana had left him deeply unsettled.
'If Tiana really let him go, what would he do?'
***
At the Grayson residence, Tiana Grayson had cried herself to sleep, sprawled on her bed.
Meanwhile, Leo Joyce had arrived at the Grayson residence. He stared at the darkened villa, his brow furrowed deeply.
His gaze swept over the house before finally landing on Tiana's second-floor window.
