JAYDEN'S POV
Back to our mansion I went directly to my room and in a matter of time the room turned into a war zone. I threw up all the books and document it’s in my cupboard and boxes searching for my father's diary which I had safely kept along my things. A burning volcano kind of frustration swelled up in me when I couldn’t find the book and, in the rage, I turned my table upside down. Where the hell did the book go???
The whole mansion echoed with the breaking of the table and most of the people working inside the house were assembled outside my room to know what had happened. My eyes had turned blood red when I realised that someone had gone through my stuffs.
“who had come into my room and handled my stuffs?” I growled with all the anguish I had inside me and everyone froze not k
