With that in mind, Lisha Alcock made a call to Yannick Luther.
It took quite a while for the call to connect.
The lazy, indifferent voice of the man on the other end came through, accompanied by some other miscellaneous noises: "Baby, are you missing me?"
Lisha hesitated for a moment, about to speak, when she suddenly heard a woman's giggle.
Her face changed instantly, and she couldn't help but ask, "Yannick, where are you right now?"
"Why?" Yannick didn't answer her question, his voice still languid and indifferent. "Do you miss me? Do you want to find me?"
Lisha: "..."
She pursed her lips, her face darkening.
She didn't believe for a second that Yannick didn't know about the huge mess she was in.
But he didn't say a word about it.
Even though she had been with Yannick only for his money and power, without a shred of real affection, she still couldn't stand being so blatantly ignored by a man.
"Yannick, I need your help with something."
