Chapter 460

Because of Heather's casual mention of missing him, Tyrone had come.

She stared at Tyrone's handsome face, feeling the alcohol hit her harder, making her a bit light-headed.

She reached out, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her head on his shoulder. His familiar scent filled her lungs, sinking deep into her being.

"Are you drunk?" Tyrone asked, noticing the faint smell of alcohol on her breath.

"I'm dizzy," Heather murmured. "Why did you stay?"

She had always thought Tyrone disliked the Snyder family and would leave as soon as possible. Her gentle, sweet tone made it sound like she was whining.

Tyrone's eyes darkened slightly as his long fingers began to massage her temples, avoiding her question.

"Do you know him?" he asked.

Fernando was lucky to still be walking after daring to lay a hand on Heather. Tyrone had wanted to confront him but had let him go only because she had asked.

Heather explained, "His name is Fernando. He was my college classmate. He