Amelia raised her lips in doubt, what did Mason Hawkins want from her?
At this point, she didn't want to deal with anything related to Daniel Cooper.
But when she thought of how Mason had helped her during the car accident before, she decided to answer the call when it came again.
Her tone was a bit cold, "Hello."
"Oh, Dr. Foster, your defensive instincts are too strong. You won't even answer the phone if I don't announce myself?"
She rubbed her thumb and middle finger together, a sign that she wanted to punch someone, "What do you want?"
"Look at your extremely formal tone, you must have been influenced by that Daniel Cooper. A girl should speak gently, not like she's got ice shards stuck in her throat."
She had run out of patience, "If you have nothing to say, I'm hanging up."
