Sean Roland slumped onto the couch with careless ease. As he took the phone, he asked casually, "Who is it?"

Kevin Heilbronn grinned. "Your brother. Asked where you were. I said we're drinking at Studio 54. Also mentioned Jenna works here."

Sean's expression darkened instantly.

Kevin's smile froze. "What? Was I not supposed to say that?"

Sean's eyes turned icy. "They're sworn enemies. What do you think will happen now?"

"Shit!" Kevin leapt to his feet. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

A vein throbbed at Sean's temple.

How was he supposed to know it was Jason calling?

Byron Valdemar looked worried. "What do we do now?"

Sean massaged his forehead. "What can we do?"

Kevin hesitated. "Should I... make up an excuse?"

"Is he coming?"

"Yeah."

Sean scoffed. "Too late."

The private room door swung open.

Jenna walked in carrying a tray of drinks, followed by a server.

The moment the drinks were set down, Sean pulled her aside.

When she heard what happened, her hands trembled.

A beer bottle crashed to the floor, shards scattering everywhere.

If Jason found out she worked at a place like this, he'd make sure the entire Roland family knew.

Sean's voice was low. "Don't work tonight."

Jenna smirked. "Avoiding tonight won't solve tomorrow."

Sean pulled out his phone. "I'll tell him not to come."

The call connected.

"Jason, Kevin was joking. Don't take it seriously."

"Bro, I'm bringing Heidi over. We'll be there soon."

The line went dead.

Jenna had already grabbed a broom to sweep up the glass.

"Don't worry," she said, lips curving. "If he causes trouble, I'll have security throw him out."