Chapter 225 The Drunken Confrontation

That night, Noah and I had hamburgers for dinner while Jeffrey patrolled the outside perimeter. I told Jeffrey that he would probably be dismissed from guarding me now that Andrew and I had broken up, but Jeffrey only insisted that he stay on duty until he was directly told otherwise. This made Noah a bit uncomfortable, but as long as I was okay with it, he would allow it. Noah and I were down to our last few bites when a pounding came at the door. We exchanged looks and shrugged. Neither of us were expecting a visitor, and Jeffrey would have just walked inside.