The fancy penthouse was alive with laughter, clinking glasses, and lively music. Harrison smoothly moved through the crowd. People were drawn to his charm, especially women who surrounded him like jewels, their laughter blending with his own strong voice.
Harrison grinned, infectiously spreading his joy. "Another round, ladies?"
The women eagerly nodded and giggled, showing how much they enjoyed being with him. While pouring drinks, Harrison's phone kept buzzing, casting a shadow over his happy expression as he checked the message.
"What is it?" His question, sharp and serious, cut through the cheerful atmosphere.
Henry, one of his trusted guys, cautiously approached, looking serious.
"Boss, it's Abby. She's back."
Harrison's happy face vanished, replaced by a determined look that sent a chill through the room. The sounds of joy were overshadowed by the thud of his anger, changing the mood in an instant.