Half an hour later, clean clothes and a mobile phone were delivered.
The maid apologized, "These were bought hastily by the butler, please make do with them."
This was Tang Vito's private base where, besides the few maids serving, no women ever came. The sudden appearance of Shen Li left them uncertain about how to attend to her.
"Thank you for the trouble, I appreciate it," Shen Li said with a smile. She didn't even glance at the clothes laid out next to her; as long as the clothes were wearable, nothing else mattered.
She reached out, picked up the mobile phone beside her, and indeed, Tang Vito had been thoughtful—it was the most basic of Nokia relics. Besides making calls and sending texts, it lacked any other features.
Good, this was exactly what she needed. Smartphones are handy but they come equipped with various satellite positioning systems—you might as well be holding a tracker. An old relic like this was ideal, lacking even internet access, so no one could interfere.
