Quiana Sutton returned to the bedroom, just tucked her clothes into the wardrobe when the phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, she impatiently closed the cabinet door and then pressed the answer button.
"What's the matter? I don't remember our relationship being so good that you keep thinking of me and calling me."
Recently, Nathan Firth had been frequently calling her, causing her impatience to turn into disgust.
Nathan, hearing the sarcasm in her voice, did not care at all. Instead, he felt a kind of gratifying pleasure, "Didn't you ask Northmount to deliver a message for you? He delivered it perfectly."
She uttered a very indifferent "oh" in response, then fell silent. She never felt the need for any communication with Nathan Firth.
Every time the two of them met, it required bloodshed and injury.
Either he got hurt or she did.
Her excessively indifferent attitude left him very dissatisfied.
At this moment, Durrell Landon opened the door and called, "Cece..."
