Chapter 229

Arden’s eyes scanned the room, sharp and restless, as if searching for evidence of something that would explain the turmoil brewing behind his cold expression. When he found no one else there, he let out a low, bitter breath and turned back to Mini. "You're drunk," he said flatly. "And you're crazy," Mini snapped, leaning against the wall for balance. “What the hell are you doing here, Arden?” "You didn’t answer your phone," he muttered. "So you decided to barge into my house in the middle of the night?!" she asked, voice rising. “Are you out of your mind?” Arden didn’t flinch. He took a step closer. “I saw you. Getting into the car with another man. He was carrying you.” Mini blinked at him, confused. “You followed me?” “I was already nearby,” Arden said defensively. “And yeah, I saw you — drunk, clinging to him" “So what?,” she glared at him sharply. “ that’s none of your business.” Arden clenched his jaw. “None of my business?” he repeated, his voice lower now—dangerous, like a stor