The dim room held only the faint afterglow of neon lights reflecting in through the floor-to-ceiling window.
Their breaths intertwined in the tranquility, as Evelyn Greene gently caressed his chest, finding his rather aggrieved words somewhat inexplicable.
"How have I ignored you? I've been busy all day and haven't had time to check my phone."
She explained earnestly, but it was true; since going to the recording site in the morning, they'd snatched lunch during meetings.
"Busy yesterday too?" Sebastian Astor narrowed his eyes: "I called you, you didn't answer, didn't reply to my WeChat, but you did respond to Hilary Jones."
Evelyn Greene was speechless, inserting the card into the slot, and the room instantly lit up.
Actually, last night she hadn't deliberately ignored his messages; after chatting with Hilary, Clara had brought snacks, and she forgot to reply. Hearing his words now reminded her.
"Still upset over Violet Nee's post?"
