Ethan Herd's voice was exceptionally calm, without any fluctuations, as bland as a cup of cold boiled water. Even his expression was incredibly flat, with only the bulging veins on the back of his hand revealing his true emotions at the moment.
Scarlett Glenn!
Deano Zell!
These two names rapidly alternated in Ethan Herd's mind, attacking his nerves again and again.
He didn't even care to listen to what Deano Zell was saying next.
After coming to his senses, Ethan Herd said indifferently: "What? The signal was bad just now. I didn't hear clearly."
Deano Zell repeated his question: "Ethan, are you really not familiar with her?"
Doubting how familiar he was, Ethan Herd laughed: "Of course I don't know her, how could I pay attention to a small star like her? I would only know an A-list celebrity, what does she count as?"
