Adrian Nash chuckled lightly, his tone slightly provocative, "Young Lord, you must be kidding. I can answer the call because she is with me now. Do you need her for anything?"
"Where is she?" Ignoring Adrian Nash's words, Baron Stuart's voice gradually became icy cold.
Adrian Nash glanced in the direction of the private room door entrance, the corner of his mouth curled up in a willful smile, "She's not available to take the call right now. How about I pass on a message for you later?"
Smack!
Before he could finish speaking, Baron Stuart angrily hung up the phone!
Mrs. Noelle, who was by his side, couldn't help swallowing nervously at his expression.
Logically, the call should have been for her, but since it was to her, why was he so angry?
Even though Mrs. Noelle had been Baron Stuart's nanny since he was young, at this moment, she was too afraid to speak, fearing that she might accidentally set off a volcanic eruption.
On the other side.
