Chapitre 94: Michael the asshole

It was eleven o'clock at night, Michael had just arrived at Casey's house. The man wearing gray jeans combined with a black sweater got out of his car, then walked towards the main door of the lover's house which was quite magnificent.

Ting tong ... Ting tong...

Michael pressed the bell several times until finally the door was opened by a maid who seemed ready to sleep because she was wearing maroon pajamas and let her hair down just like that.

"Mr. Michael," said the maid named Irina.

Michael just nodded then immediately entered the house, while Irina immediately closed the door again.

Michael walked to Casey's room, crossed the living room which seemed very quiet, and then looked up towards the top floor where Mia's room was.

"Irina, why is it so quiet at this hour? Where is everyone?" asked Michael while looking at Irina who was about to go to her room.