Adrian’s POV

Night had already fallen over the city.

The sprawling Vances family mansion stood quietly under the dim glow of garden lights, its towering gates closed tight like a fortress.

The sound of a car engine broke the silence.

Chris stepped out, his face still pale from what had happened earlier.His jaw tightened as he walked inside.

He hadn’t even fully recovered from the humiliation.Being slammed against the wall by me in front of others…It replayed in his mind again and again.

His fists clenched.Eileen…This isn’t over.

He pushed the door open.

The living room lights were still on.

Chris froze.

I sat on the sofa, one leg crossed...