"Pfft... COUGH, COUGH, COUGH!"
Choking on a mouthful of water, Mia Grant coughed and explained, "That's not it at all!"
Carla Sinclair didn't doubt her or press the issue.
"If you don't want to contact him, I can handle the follow-up communication."
Mia agreed, but after a moment's thought, she changed her mind. "No, it's better if I talk to him."
Carla was too busy, and it would be too much trouble for her to keep relaying messages back and forth.
She wasn't a helpless baby who needed her family to help with everything.
It was just a phone call, not an execution.
Carla was still a bit worried and confirmed with her again and again.
"It's fine, I can handle it. Like you said, it's not like we can't be friends anymore. Besides, he should be the one who feels awkward for being rejected. Since he's okay with it, there's no reason for me to be dramatic."
"Alright, then."
After hanging up, Mia didn't rush to call Simon Adler.
