There could only be one person who would call at this time—it had to be Baron Lawrence!
As expected, Enna Clark took out her phone from her bag, and the screen boasted the three big words "Maniac" to announce its existence. She held the phone and spoke to the fat-headed fish in front of her, "Boss, excuse me, I need to answer a call."
"Go ahead, go ahead, you take it." The fat-headed fish now thought she was great in every way; he couldn't have been more respectful.
Knowing that certain someone's temper, Enna thought if she didn't answer it now, he would definitely shout at her when she does. So without being polite to the fat-headed fish, she walked to a corner of the corridor and answered the call.
She picked up pretty quickly, but the man on the other side of the phone still wasn't pleased, "Enna, it took you a few seconds to answer the call. What were you doing?"
"What else could I be doing, dealing with people who want to curry favor with you."
