The phone kept ringing, Olivia Jenkins did not pick up.
Winona Thornton reminded, "Olivia, you have a call, why aren't you answering?"
Olivia Jenkins gave a silly smile, "Nothing important, just some annoying property sales."
"Then you should hang up the call!"
"Wait for me, I'm going to give this person a piece of my mind."
Winona Thornton was a bit baffled, Olivia Jenkins had already walked out of the dance center.
Only then, did she pick up Daniel Marshall's call.
"What do you want?" Olivia Jenkins's voice sounded cold, and her attitude wasn't the best.
In an instant, Daniel's brows furrowed, the hard lines on his face as sharp as an ice blade.
"Mrs. Marshall, am I not allowed to call you? Are you disgusted with me?"
"I'm hanging up if there's nothing."
Daniel's eyes, dark as ink, dimmed; his sexy thin lips slightly opened, his voice terse and indifferent, "When are you coming home?"
"Won't be home until late."
"What are you doing?"
