Scott glanced at the foyer indifferently. "The banquet is about to start."
With that, he turned and headed upstairs.
Briana was confused by his abrupt statement. "Mr. Fisher..."
However, Scott left her alone without looking back.
Briana bit her lip, clenched her fists, and followed him upstairs.
As Scott pushed open the bedroom door and headed straight for the walk-in closet, Briana didn't hesitate to follow.
"Mr. Fisher, what happened to my brother? Please explain your words."
Scott responded coldly while picking himself a tie. "This is a private area. Please leave or I'll have to call the police."
"Mr. Fisher, please. Just tell me what happened to my brother, and I'll leave immediately. I promise."
"Your brother? He's just like you, making the dumbest choice for money."
Briana'
