Violet Don had no idea whether she should wake them up or not.
Speaking of which, Grayson Sutton had left the door ajar, not even fearing a thief might enter...
Violet sighed, squatted down, and her long hair fell onto Grayson's face. The man felt itchiness on his face and sleepily opened his eyes, just in time to see Violet squatting and observing him.
Grayson sat up, supporting his face. Wayne Don was still sleeping soundly in his arms, and nearly rolled off his lap due to Grayson's movements. Grayson quickly reached out to catch him and put him back on the recliner.
Looking up at Violet, he spoke in a voice that was lazy and hoarse from not being fully awake, "What's wrong?"
Violet asked, "Wayne spent the night here?"