Very unfamiliar, teasing him with a bright smile.
Knox Simmons was stunned for a moment, then immediately guessed who was on the phone with him.
"Stella Nelson?"
"I really didn't expect that the Eldest Young Master Simmons would actually know my name, it's truly an honor."
"Where's Scarlett?"
"She's right next to me, she didn't want to call and rush you, so I'm shamelessly calling instead. Young Master Simmons, are you still going to treat us to this meal or not? We're all waiting with empty stomachs. If you don't come, we'll just have to solve the hunger issue ourselves."
Knox Simmons glanced at Matthew Saxon, who still hadn't moved in the rearview mirror, smiled bitterly, and said helplessly and despondently, "Miss Nelson, I'm really sorry, but it seems I really won't be able to treat you to this meal. Please pass the phone to Scarlett, I have something to tell her."
Right now, Knox Simmons had no mind to think about eating.
