Hearing this familiar voice, a hint of delight appeared in Joshua Sulliven's eyes. He hurriedly got up to open the door, and as he passed the tea table, his gaze fell on Stuart Truman's mobile phone. He casually picked it up and shoved it into a crack in the sofa, then lightly coughed twice, trying hard to conceal the joy that had apparently welled up inside him.
When the room door opened in an instant, that familiar little face he hadn't seen for a long time appeared in his vision, and his long-annoyed heart seemed to finally calm down at this moment.
Keira Leaf stood at the door front somewhat restrained, looking to please Joshua and said, "Hey, Young Master Sulliven."
Joshua Sulliven gave her a cold glance, without uttering a word, and turned around to enter the house and sit on the sofa.
