Enna Clark really wished she could bite him through the phone, but unfortunately, they were too far apart for that to be realistic. "Alright, you're done with work?"
"Yes."
His answer was so brief that Enna Clark suspected this late-night call was initiated by her. With Baron Lawrence's interruption, her mind gradually cleared. She thought of something and proactively started a conversation, "Why did you finish so late? Was there a lot to do? By the way, did you eat dinner?"
"Yes, there was quite a lot of work, but most of it is done today. Tomorrow, I can clean up the remaining tasks, and I'll aim to return by the day after tomorrow."
Enna Clark knew him all too well. She immediately caught the key point in his words, "Wait a minute, you mean you haven't had dinner until now!"
"..."
She promptly furrowed her brows and said, "You're at the hotel, right? The hotel should have room service. Call customer service and have them send you something to eat."
