132. More of it.

Meanwhile Priscilla stood at the window side and watched them till she got bored and left the window side then climbed upstairs straight to the rooftop with a drink on her hand.

She felt as if her day as been spoilt the moment she set her eyes on Irene, she squeezed the glass of wine really hard remembering when Henry placed his hands round her shoulders with a smile on his face.

She won't lie but she felt so jealous as at that time, she is so mad that she felt like strangling Irene if she sees her next time.

"Hey"

she flinched immediately she heard a masculine voice spoke and coming closer to her, she turned to see Henry coming closer as she smiled a little bit curving her lips.

Henry stood closer to her as he gazed at her to know her she was currently feeling so he can bring the matter up.

"If it's about Irene, then I don't think we need to discuss about it"

Priscilla calmly said as Henry nodded.

But there was one question that was on his mind and he needed to know the answer