"Hey, Brother Russo, haha, it's me again..."
Rowan Benett's hearty voice came from the other end of the line. Joel Russo pursed his lips, feeling a fire building inside him, and spoke in a low and cold voice:
"What's up?"
"What's up? Didn't you just say it yourself? The gathering is next time. We've just changed the location. Come out."
Joel Russo was silent for a moment, then turned to glance in Arabella Vanderbilt's direction.
Afterwards, he walked over to Arabella Vanderbilt, looked at her, and asked, "Do you want to go out and have fun?"
Arabella Vanderbilt paused, her gaze swept over the mobile phone in Joel Russo's hand, "Your... friend?"
Joel Russo nodded, his dark eyes staring intently at her.
There was a brief silence, and in the meantime, Rowan Benett's body tensed up instantaneously on the other end of the phone, listening intently to any sound that might come through.
What did he hear?
What had he just heard?!
He'd actually heard a woman's voice?!
