The halls of the mansion buzzed with sounds of music playing. Young men and ladies hung around, discussing, laughing, and drinking.
Roland watched while following beside Jason and Emily.
Staring at the people who thronged the place, he couldn't help but wonder what the occasion was.
It wasn't the club kind of setting or music, it didn't seem illegal anyway, there were equally people in their early thirties having discussions.
Why exactly will Jason choose this place?
“You look troubled,” Jason's voice sounded, pulling Roland from his thoughts.
Roland met the steady blue eyes.
“What's on your mind? You have something you want to ask, go ahead and say it.”
Roland stared in silence. Telling what was in his mind was making enquiries about Jason's current lifestyle. Making enquiries a
