The anxious Sasha started pacing back and forth in the room. She asked, “Lennie, are you sure he’s going to be fine on his own? Will anything bad happen to him?”

Lance, who was lying on the couch, furrowed his brows when he heard Sasha’s question. His abysmal pair of eyes flickered as he answered her query in a sarcastic manner, “If you’re worried about him, why don’t you hail a cab and go after him? I’m pretty sure you’ll make it in time if you depart immediately.”

Alright, what the heck is wrong with him? Why won’t he stop picking on me?

Instead of starting a fight, she got herself something to eat to make the most out of her limited time.

“Lennie, grab something to eat! I’m sure you’re starving after such a long flight!”

“Thanks, but no thanks.”

Lance, who was seated on the couch, had his eyes glued to his phone with a frown as though he was occupied with something important.

Sasha wondered if he was in the middle of another game. In the end, she placed his favorite sandwich and a cup of milk in front of him.

In order to get herself ready for the appointment with her client, she headed into the bathroom to take a shower.

Buzz! Buzz!

All of a sudden, the phone she left behind started ringing.

Lance looked up and finally strode over after a few seconds since the caller showed no signs of giving up.

“Hello?”

he picked up the phone,

and queried with a serious look,

cousin over

finish his sentence as Lance brought the conversation to an abrupt halt by

the heck? Did he just hang up my call? What on earth is wrong with him? Is he out

it slide if it’s something trivial, but I’m in the middle of something serious that

the other hand, Sasha, who had just made her way out of the bathroom, noticed

at Lance and

the dark, so he answered with a deadpan look, “There was

Solomon?

bathrobe, continued drying her hair and

glued to his phone, but when he caught a whiff of Sasha’s unique scent, he

front of him with his mouth agape while

as the only concern

they suddenly heard

could come to her senses, Lance, who was seated on the couch, dragged her into

“Get dressed

“Huh?”

dumbfounded while the young man handed her a few

a control freak? What’s wrong with wearing a

he saw Lance strolling on his phone languidly with his

“Lance, what exactly are you up to? Why did you hang up my call? Weren’t you aware that I needed

the middle of her shower. Should I have handed her

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