Alfred's gaze suddenly sharpened while holding the steering wheel with one hand.
"I'll be right back home. You quickly call Ricky back on behalf of my grandmother!"
"Yes sir!"
After hanging up the phone, Alfred gritted his teeth and flashed a strong killing intent from under his eyes.
No wonder Lilia thought he wanted her life, no wonder her attitude towards him was so different.
Damn you, Ricky! What a cunning trick!
...
When Alfred's white Infiniti left the hotel, Alan was still standing there.
He pondered for a moment, then grabbed the phone and called Jenny with some hesitation.
"Mom, it's me!"
Jenny said in a soft voice and seemed to be in a good mood. "What's up? Have you traveled back from Yogyakarta?"
Alan looked at the cigarette butt in his hand and whispered, "Not yet, but I will soon. Mom… Please tell me the truth, what did Alfred ask last night?"
After that, the phone went completely silent.
