Evan Stetford laughed and said, "Miss Winters is right over there eating. Do you want to speak to her yourselves?"
Mr. Zhu thought for a moment and said, "Better not. Please tell her we don't regret it."
He hung up.
Evan Stetford shook his head with a smile, walked over and relayed the call to Lawrence Winters.
Lawrence quickly put down her small plate and complained, "Why didn't you let me talk to them? I still have a lot of questions for them…"
"I suggested it, but they said there was no need, and asked me to tell you they don't regret it."
Lawrence: "…"
What's with that tone like they're giving last instructions?
The hairs on the back of Lawrence's neck stood up; her instincts told her something was wrong.
But when she used Evan's phone to call Mr. Zhu's number, the call wouldn't go through anymore.
