Grayson blinked, feeling awkward as he had no idea what could be wrong or could be the reason behind that totally not genuine ‘Sooo okay’ and ‘ laughter.’

‘ Did I.. do something?’ he pondered, then noticed Joyce was nowhere in sight.

“ Where's Joyce?” He asked, cluelessly.

Tessa scoffed in disbelief, her fingers curling beside her. Then she let out a fake chuckle and shrugged her shoulder exaggeratedly.

“ How am I supposed to know? I'm not her guard.”

Grayson's brows furrowed again, this time, he narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

“ O…kay…” he wanted to ask what was going on with her unusual responses, but the dagger-like glare he...