But the man acted as if he hadn't heard and couldn't feel the vibration at all, only drinking carefreely with Zachary Shane.
She had no choice but to put down her chopsticks and tapped the man's arm, "Your phone is ringing."
Daniel Cooper swallowed the spicy liquor in his mouth, his voice made particularly deep by the alcohol, "You can answer it for me."
How can I answer the phone in your suit pants pocket for you?
But the man had already turned his face away and started drinking with Zachary Shane again.
She bit her lip and reluctantly reached into the man's suit pants pocket.
He was sitting with his legs crossed, the fabric of his suit pants stretched tight by the muscles of his long legs, making it difficult for her fingers to get in.
She finally got the phone into the palm of her hand and was about to pull back when he suddenly leaned forward. Then her hand was blocked by the man's sudden movement and she couldn't move it.
Amelia, "..."
This is intentional, isn't it?
