The moment those words were spoken, everyone in the room froze.
'Has this woman lost her mind?'
'This is the Young Master of the Morgan Family!'
The Sinclairs held their breath. The air seemed to grow heavy as everyone instinctively turned to look at Alvin Morgan.
They were all waiting for him to explode.
But his face showed no trace of anger. Instead, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into an unsettling smile.
Jean Quincy unconsciously edged closer to Aurora Sinclair, feeling the temperature around them inexplicably drop.
Speaking into the phone, Alvin Morgan said calmly, "We're on the second floor of The Crimson Lantern. Come on over..."
Shirley Guthrie, whose face had been smug just a moment ago, turned livid upon hearing such a defiant remark. She gripped her phone tightly and snarled, "Fine, you've got guts! Just you wait!"
