And he even bluntly expressed his distaste.
She thought that being a straight man wasn't enough to describe his weirdness.
Listening to his preaching, Aria Rowlett felt like she was being scolded by an elder.
"By the way, Ms. Aria. You haven't told me if you like the room I arranged for you."
Aria Rowlett: "..."
Her heart was tired, and she didn't want to talk.
"Mr. Ashton, let's talk when you get back." Aria Rowlett felt that if she continued chatting with Brandon Heath, she might have a heart attack out of anger. She decided to end the conversation on her own initiative, "I'll wait for you."
"Alright." Brandon Heath sounded warm, "We'll have a good chat when we meet up. Then, Ms. Aria... see you later."
"...Yeah, see you later."
Aria Rowlett finally hung up the phone.
Next to her, Ria wore a delighted expression, asking with a smile, "Was it Mr. Ashton who called? Is he almost home?"
