Picking up the glass and bottle, Zane headed towards the master bedroom back as he swung the door open. He advanced further and the blink of light flashed on his phone screen with a buzzed sound caught his attention.
Buzz.
He moved to his bed and dropped the alcohol on the table top close to his bed before reaching for his phone. He unlocked his phone, flipping through the photos he just received.
Staring at the lovely photo of Ugly Swan and a young man, something in his gaze shifted which turned dark.
He dialled the number.
"What's her connection with him?"
"I haven't looked into that yet," the caller replied.
"Then do your job properly,"
"Okay boss," the call ended.
His frosty eyes fell on Ugly Swan, already curling herself beneath the sheet.
He couldn't tell if she was asleep or pretending.
Though her body remained still, soft giggles slipped past her lips, tightening the lines between his brows.
