Chapter 677

The Harper Residence. A loud bang echoed through the room as the door was shoved open. Irene frowned and looked up to see her older brother storming in, his face dark with barely contained fury. Nathan’s expression was twisted, almost unrecognizable in his anger. He stared at Irene, visibly struggling to keep his emotions in check. Yet despite his efforts, traces of unbridled rage seeped through. His jaw clenched as he gritted out, "Irene, what the hell have you done?" He was trying—desperately—to stay calm. But the veins bulging at his temples betrayed the storm raging inside him. Irene remained unfazed. "Oh, so you barged into my room just to ask that?" She arched a brow. "Big brother, do you even know what time it is?" Thank goodness she hadn’t gone to bed yet. If she’d forgotten to lock the door and he’d burst in like this—well, that would’ve been awkward. Nathan let out a bitter, disbelieving laugh. Unbelievable. Here he was, barely holding himself together, and she was fixated on