Jaylen's POV
We arrived at Vegas House just in time for dinner. I hated being here, but here I was. Things were still awkward for both me and Anna.
“Jaylen,” Anna's voice stopped me in my tracks. “About earlier,” she stood in front of me, fixing my collar, “I didn't mean it; I love you and would do anything for you.”
I searched her eyes, was she lying or telling the truth? “Anna, let's just handle the business we came here for,” I gently removed her hand from my collar and walked away.
I didn't want us to argue here, “Our family is good at pretending; let's do it one more time, and when we get home, we will talk,” Anna smiled as I knocked on Vegas' door, and I smiled in return.
“Sure,” The Butler opened the door, we entered and he showed us to the living room.
Surprisingly, Vegas Hou
