Half an hour later, Yvonne headed downstairs with Stephen following behind her.

Lloyd was bewildered. "M-Mr. Anderson, why were you upstairs?"

"He got drunk last night and came over to Miller Villa, so I helped him in," Yvonne responded nonchalantly.

When she was by Lloyd's side, she knocked him on the head. "Don't read too much into this. That'll be better for your mental health."

Lloyd smiled cheekily. A man and woman spending time alone in the middle of the night. How could one not read