The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. Sharon Warren immediately put on a fawning demeanor, speaking in a soft and gentle voice.
"Mr. Hughes, I have a matter here that needs your help."
The environment on Mr. Hughes' side was noisy, it seemed like a bar, with some flirtatious voices of girls audible.
Mr. Hughes was probably enjoying himself at the bar, so being disturbed by Sharon Warren would naturally put him in a foul mood.
"What is it? Speak quickly."
Sharon Warren hurriedly explained the whole situation, not missing a single detail, and then pleaded humbly at the end.
"Mr. Hughes, for my sake, please save my child Joy. She's still young and can't go to jail."
Mr. Hughes snorted coldly.
"I can't help you with this. You got on Liam Quincy's bad side, and I don't dare to provoke him either. You'd better go and apologize sincerely; maybe he will spare you."
