He tapped the answer button as he put on his earbuds and cried out in a tense tone, "Lord Phoenix! H-How can I be of service?"
It was as if he couldn't risk making the call ring for any longer lest he suffers the consequences.
A distorted voice of a man which could make one feel the chills sounded from the other end, "I believe you will be able to meet the deadlines?"
Even though the AC was on, Fabian was metaphorically sweating bullets as he said with a dry chuckle, "Of course, of course. There is still one week, if I am not mistaken. By then, we will definitely be ready. It's just that we are facing some slight hiccups which we—"
