DYLAN confused face flaunted into Hera’s sight the moment the door opened which makes her jerk back and scream out loud while holding her chest.

“What the fuck are you doing?” the man asked as he stepped out of the room.

Hera who’s still shocked just shook her head, still wide eyes.

“H-How? W-Who…” she started talking but the man’s brows furrowed when she stuttered.

“I’m asking you. What are you doing and how did you get in?”

Hera got back to her senses when Dylan flicked her forehead. “Ouch!”

The man crossed his arms as he leaned on the wall. “What are you doing—”

Hera massages her forehead. “You...