128, Jack and Brown’s

Chapter One Hundred And Twenty Eight. Jack and Brown’s

Joyce was very angry, her heart still heavy from the confrontation with Miller.

She felt utterly drained, both physically and emotionally. The house felt colder than usual, the silence almost deafening.

She was about to collapse on the couch when she heard a sharp knock on the door. The sound was jarring, like a demand rather than a request. With a sigh, she dragged herself to the door, not in the mood for any more surprises.

When she opened the door, she was greeted by a sight that instantly set her on edge. Standing before her was a tall, imposing man, dressed in all black, with an air of menace that seemed to radiate from him.

Behind him were several equally intimidating men, their expressions cold and unreadable. The man in front, with his sharp features and piercing eyes, seemed to be the leader of the group.

"Good evening," the man said, his voice smooth but laced with something sinister. "I'm looking for Chris Brown. I