Nelson Cooper's voice was tight with suppressed anger, and his face had darkened to the point it practically looked ink-black.
What made things worse? Claire's next move—
She reached out and grabbed Dominic' sleeve with a slurred, drunken voice, "Bro, I don't wanna see him... he's bad."
Her soft, pouty tone sounded super pitiful already, not to mention the helpless way she looked right now.
But the worst part? She was clinging to another man. That was like fuel on the fire for Nelson, who looked like he was about to explode.
His brows knitted, a dangerous vibe radiating off him.
"You're still here? Waiting for Anthony to show up or something?" His glare moved coldly to Dominic.
Dominic could tell Nelson was trying to hold back but had nowhere else to vent, so natural
