"How come she went to her own house!" Grey shouted; his hand pushed all the things which were over the study table.
Almost smashing everything from laptop to all the book down to the ground, he pressed his temple while gritting.
His man was still standing silently, trying to keep his trembling body calm after seeing the enraged face of the man who always looked innocent and calm.
"This…" the man swallowed, "I don't know, Mr. Thomas".
He was afraid of what will come next to him after he have replied and that reply of his carried no answer, moreover.
Grey intimidatingly glared at him and clenched at his fist.
He was looking for Cynthia after she left his house but not even once did, he thought of looking for her in the Onlon city from where she really belonged. While scrolling his laptop, he unfortunately saw the posters that came as advertisement.
