After sending Janice back, Jim drove to the door of Eva's apartment.
He stopped there and hesitated for a while before picking up the phone.
"Are you at home?"
"Yes."
"Alone?"
"Of course I'm alone. It's so late."
After a short conversation, he smiled, opened the car door and walked out happily.
In the apartment, Eva was doing the snail SPA. When she heard the doorbell ringing, she went to open the door with four snails on her face.
Jim almost spat out blood, "Heaven pepper, you are a public figure. Don't you know to pay attention to your image? Open the door like this. If I were a paparazzo, you would be dead meat."
"There is a camera at my door. I know it's you." Eva pouted.
"You don't need to pay attention to your image in front of me?" Jim frowned with displeasure. A woman could always dressed up for the one who liked her. How could she be so frightening when she saw her enemy?
