Lyra Smith made a voice call and patiently waited for the other side to pick up.
Three seconds passed, and the call was answered.
Lyra nervously turned on speakerphone.
"What's up?"
That was the voice coming from the other side, only two words, but Lyra could tell who it was just by those two words.
She froze as if she had been immobilized, her throat seemed clogged, and she was momentarily speechless.
Pathetic, she scolded herself internally.
After so many times, she was still shocked by him!!
"Lyra, why aren't you talking?"
Morris Jackson's voice continued to come through the phone.
It took great effort for Lyra to squeeze out a faint voice: "Uncle Morris."
Morris Jackson: "You can change the way you address me."
Lyra responded immediately: "Mr. Jackson."
Morris Jackson: "..."
