Clara Sutton pursed her lips, her expression was slightly heavy, her eyes looked somewhat hollow and vacant. After a moment of silence, she turned around and went back to the first floor, completely ignoring Lily White who was holding a cat toy, begging to play.
Back in the room, Clara Sutton sat at the end of the bed, absent-minded for a while, then took her phone out of her bag. After hesitating a bit, she still opened the contact list and dialed that unmarked number, touching it lightly.
Sebastian Astor received Clara Sutton's call while he was in a meeting, his face rather somber, visibly showing signs of impatience in his eyes. An executive was just getting to the main point when a clear, abrupt ringing interrupted, cutting the voice off abruptly.
Sebastian Astor frowned in displeasure, instinctively picking up the phone to hang up, but his finger stopped right when he saw the caller ID.
Everyone looked at him in unison, their eyes apprehensive, hearts uneasy.
