Listening to Samantha's words, Cole Hawke remained silent.
Samantha probed, "Arthur, do you like Elara Don?"
Cole Hawke paused, not denying it.
"Yes, I do like Elly. So, Samantha, I hope you can make up with Damon Hawke."
Hearing this, Samantha laughed.
"Alright, Arthur, since we share the same goal, let's form an alliance, and share information from now on."
"Alright."
After hanging up, Cole Hawke curved his lips slightly, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one go.
Between power and beauty, what will Damon Hawke choose?
On the other end, Samantha put down her phone and planned to find her mother.
Cole Hawke gave her the advice, she needed outside support.
"Samantha, Mom asked Aunt to make you some sweet soup. Drink it while it's hot."
Mrs. Grant just pushed the door open, holding a bowl of soup in her hand.
"Mom, you came at the right time, I have something to tell you."
Samantha pulled Mrs. Grant close and spoke.
