A grunt escaped Mikhalov’s lips as he made his way out of the room that housed Violet, heading back to the club.
Not to the main area of the club though. He wasn’t sure if the whole place would have been cleaned up from the mess he made and knew he wasn’t in the mood to yell at people again thus, he was headed to the more secluded area of the club-the vip area.
Rolling the sleeves of his shirt up, he stepped into the vip area, immediately spotting his sister seated by a corner there. Their eyes met and immediately, a smirk appeared on her face as she watched him walk over to her.
“Oh, look who’s here,” she commented dryly. “It’s the star of the night.”
Rolling his eyes at her, he ploppped into the seat next to her then began unbuttoning his shirt, starting from the collar.
“Tell me, b
