She wondered if Bryson had returned midway.

Whoosh!

The sound prompted everyone in the living room to raise their guns, aiming at the second floor.

As the footsteps drew nearer, Hannah and Maloney exchanged a worried look, their eyes trained on the staircase.

Joselyn believed she had something on Hannah, a triumphant smile spreading on her face.

“Hannah Moore, you denied having another man.

You were—”

Before she could finish, a voice interrupted her.

“It’s early in the morning.

Why so loud?”

Winston, looking disheveled and half-asleep, descended the stairs.

His typically stern face appeared even grimmer.

Seeing him, Faustina was caught off guard, a pang of jealousy burning in her chest.

She gritted out a question.

are you

jacket with a nonchalant air before striding over

“Morning, Ma’am.

back to reality and gave a nod

Winston declared, “Something went down

Pierce last night.

was apprehensive about more unexpected incidents, so

Any issues?”

“Impossible!” Faustina frowned.

an unknown man

can it be

informant to get

has no tolerance for visually

considerable time, Winston

failure to apprehend the

you trouble Miss Moore! I’ll be reporting

at them

incident will also

Mr.

was drugged at

the surveillance footage to find out the culprit

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