Just as Anna Foster was about to probe the other's identity, she reached out to take it. Having clearly seen the content, her eyes flashed sharply, while simultaneously a charming smile appeared on her face. She lightly tapped on the other's shoulder, "So you're the young master of White Group. Why didn't you mention it sooner?"
Benjamin White's mouth twitched, "Will you give me your mother's number now?"
"Of course, no problem," Anna Foster laughed, "But my mom loves playing cards so much that she practically ignores her phone. I'm afraid she may not pick up even if you call. Why don't you give me your number, and I'll have her call you back?"
Benjamin hesitated for a moment, then gave her his number.
Having gotten the number, Anna Foster returned to her rental house satisfied.
The house she used to live in was sold to pay the company's default penalty, and with no income recently, the money she had was just enough to rent a small one-bedroom apartment.
