Garrett Vincent felt Jeffrey's fingers tightening around his neck, as if they could snap it at any moment.
Yohan quickly set down his drink and rushed forward, trying to pull Jeffrey's hand away. "Jeffrey, what are you doing? Garrett was just asking a question! Please, don't be impulsive..."
Yohan's voice trembled with panic, but surprisingly, Garrett, choked and gasping, showed no fear.
Instead, he asked, "Is it… because of me?"
The moment he said that, Jeffrey's grip tightened even more. Garrett's face flushed crimson, and it became nearly impossible to breathe.
Yohan's panic spiked. "Jeffrey! Let go! Please, let go! Are you seriously going to choke Garrett to death?!"
Oh God, what a mess! If anything happened to either of them here, Yohan knew his life would be over.
With all his strength, he tried desperately to pry Jeffrey's hand away.
Is it… because of Garrett Vincent? Jeffrey's gaze never left the man before him.
But it wasn't just about Garrett.
