Then she pressed the phone to her other ear, "Loli, is Mr. Charles available to take a call right now?"
"I am Charles."
Before Anning could finish speaking, Charles's voice came through the receiver.
His tone wasn't as icy as when she left yesterday; it had returned to its usual mature and low pitch.
"Mr. Charles, I..." Anning pursed her lips, finding it difficult to start.
Ming Yue was prodding her urgently on the side, prompting her to hurry up and speak.
"What is it?" Charles asked, sounding puzzled on the other end.
"It's like this. My aunt—no, not my aunt... Fenfen's aunt, the one who was with me yesterday," Anning explained slowly, never getting to the point.
Ming Yue was getting extremely anxious by her side.
Charles on the other line replied patiently, "I know, Fourth Miss."
