Janice, who had switched places with her brother, appeared abruptly in his bathroom. Ignoring her surroundings, she scrolled hurriedly through her contact list and paused on a name: Executive Assistant Director Matthews. Without hesitation, she dialed the number. As the phone rang, Janice exited the bathroom only to find a naked blonde standing in front of her brother's bed, startled and wide-eyed.
"Who the fuck are you? Where's Jason?" the blonde demanded furiously, clutching the sheets to cover herself.
Janice's gaze didn't waver. Her expression hardened as she said coldly, "Jason left. I'm his sister. You have three minutes to get the fuck out of here before I call the cops on you." She didn't wait for a response, turning sharply on her heel and striding out of the bedroom.