Declan stepped out of the car and approached the red Bugatti, rolling up his sleeves. His furious look was enough to freeze Derrek, who slowly got out of his car.
"Declan…"
"Is she okay?"
His question came unexpectedly to Derrek, who thought his brother would hit him.
"Ahem… yeah, she is fine." He secretly heaved a sigh of relief. "Don't scold her." Before he could finish speaking, Declan walked past him and into the house.
He found her in the hall talking about something with Natasha. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the bedroom, ignoring everyone in the hall.
"Declan…" Yasmin tried to stop him, but his glare silenced her.
As soon as they entered the room, he slammed the door shut and turned to face her.
Yasmin shuffled back her steps unconsciously. She wanted to bolt out and hide in the dark but kept looking at him without blinking.
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