On the contrary, Fierce Eagle wasn't worried at all. Even if the young master stayed in the Yancey family residence, he had ways to bring him over.
"Let's go. I will have the servers bring dinner later. Don't worry." Fierce Eagle said, as he opened the door and walked out of the suite.
Walter looked uneasily at the bedroom door, his brows furrowed, he then slowly followed and left…
In the inner room, Tara Summer had called out several times and even clapped her hands, but no one responded. She sat down in a chair, taking in deep breaths.
The dim room only allowed her to barely make out silhouettes. The curtains were drawn… That's right, the curtains!
Tara became hopeful. She hastily stood up and rushed towards the curtains, almost tripping over a chair on her way to the window.
With a "swoosh", she pulled open the curtains. The glaring sunlight flooded into the room with the curtains drawn.
