As soon as the door closed, Yannis Griffith snapped, "What the hell is going on with you?"
"What?" William Griffith slowly raised his head to look at him, speaking indifferently.
Seeing William's continued calmness, the pent-up frustration in Yannis' chest couldn't dissipate. He stood in front of him and demanded, "Why did you two break up!"
Hearing those two words, a crack momentarily appeared on William's usually indifferent handsome face. It was fleeting and impossible to capture. His hawk-like eyes were as dark as ink. Then he curled his lips into a smile, and with an uncommonly casual tone, he said in a deep voice, "It's my business, not something you should be meddling in. Take care of matters concerning Grace Harper, everything else is none of your concern."
