"Who are you!"
When Julius Reed tried to ask again, there was no sound coming from the phone.
"Go to Five-state International!"
He yelled out loud.
"Understood!"
Aron Jackson started the car, stepped on the gas, and forcefully drove the sedan.
Early morning.
The streets were not crowded, and the speed of the car had almost reached 140.
During the ride, Julius Reed dialed Templeton Lena's mobile phone; no one answered.
He tried to call Venassa Pine, but again, no one answered.
Even the landline of the Seven Clouds Book Academy at Five-state International was unreachable.
"Boss, who exactly is the other party!"
Aron Jackson asked anxiously, "Should I call the brothers over?"
From the tone and expression of Julius Reed, he knew that the matter was serious.
"It's no use, however many people you bring, it will be of no avail."
Julius Reed's mind started to race, trying to figure out who the other party was.
