Yvonne Finley's gaze slowly moved away from the handsome young man's face in front of her, eventually landing on the screen of the phone on the table. At this moment, her normally untouched screen was active, revealing a face that was weary yet cold.
He watched her in silence.
The handsome young man was now standing where the camera on the phone could conveniently cover half of his body, so it seemed as though they were standing in a triangular arrangement.
Caleb Baker's long eyelashes slightly fluttered, a semi-smiling note in his voice, "Been fishing?"
Yvonne Finley: "..."
The handsome young man's confused gaze fell and instantly met a pair of deep, engaging eyes that were as dark as night. However, these eyes were oddly unnerving.
"..." He suddenly felt like running away.
"So, do you want to add me?" The handsome young man asked, a forced smile appearing on his face as he continually glanced toward the phone.
