Eva Nightingale hadn't reacted before the call was hung up, leaving only the words 'Wifey, wait for me obediently' lingering in her ear.
Is he planning to come to the set to see her?
The initial reason for her call was just that she missed him a little, not to have him come over, so she called him again.
The call was answered quickly.
"Wifey, what's up?" The man's cool voice came through the phone, lazy and magnetic, charming enough to be deadly, lovely enough to kill for.
This voice was just like when he was at her villa. She still remembered the day he talked about smashing the car, that Koenigsegg.
At the time, she didn't agree.
But after she took a nap, she found that the car was gone. Surely, he wouldn't really smash that Koenigsegg, would he? Even if it looked ugly, it was expensive, and it felt fine to drive. He shouldn't have smashed it, right?
