Hirvan remained still in the comfortable leather chair in the quiet study. Fu Yan and Lu Hanbing were equally silent and thoughtful. Having no idea what to say to Hirvan.
The sudden ringing of a phone broke the heavy silence, causing Hirvan to flinch slightly. Blinking, he glanced at the screen of his mobile phone. Mrs. Smith.
He answered quickly, pressing the phone to his ear. "Hello?"
"Hirvan, are you alright? Where are you right now? Have you seen the gossip? Sweetheart, Just ignore all that online speculation; it's probably just a bunch of trolls, okay?"
Mrs. Smith's voice rushed through the speaker, a flood of concern and urgency.
Hirvan's eyes softened, his chest tightening at the familiar warmth in her voice.
"I'm okay," he reassured.
"I know. Don't worry about me, I am with my friends. How are you guys doing? It probably affected you too, right? I'm sorry for dragging you all into this mess."
