The doctor had arrived, but the maniac was nowhere to be found.
Perhaps Young Master will change his mind, Charlie River thought. After all, she's the first woman Young Master has ever genuinely cared about.
"Doctor?" The corners of Thomas Shannon's lips curled slightly as he sipped his red wine. "Keep him on standby," he said unhurriedly.
"I understand, Young Master."
The mobile phone on the desk rang.
Thomas Shannon glanced at the phone and answered lazily, "Lan Singh, what is it? Calling me at this hour?"
"Thomas, guess who I saw?"
"The maniac?"
William Guillen chuckled. "It seems you're quite concerned about the maniac. You guessed it right on the first try."
"Where is she?" Thomas Shannon didn't waste words and got straight to the point.
"Golden Wing Palace. She's the most beautiful croupier there tonight."
