I wish he were here!

The dusky evening had rolled into a serene night, but Viaan was still in his penthouse. After he was done with what he intended, he asked Leo to drop her off wherever she wanted. The man obliged sincerely.

“Where did she go?” Viaan asked, sipping his black coffee when Leo came back after dropping Kiara. He was sitting on the same sofa and asked Leo to join him.

“The same cafe!” Leo answered, sounding cautious while he took a seat in front of Viaan. There was a center table in between them where Viaan kept his cup and raised his face to scan Leo’s skeptical expressions.

He picked up the difference in his tone and asked. “What’s the matter?”

Leo stared at him, exhaling. “I don’t know how to say it, but I think Miss Jones is not as helpless as we think.”

The mention of her name perked up Viaan’s ears. “What happened?” eyebrows pulled together.

“Nothing actually, but I saw something that may or may not be important.”

“Come straight to the point, man!” A frustrated grunt left Viaan’s throa