The three of them hadn't even officially gotten to the main topic when Liam Moore's phone rang. As soon as he saw who was calling, he looked at Logan.
He cleared his throat and happily answered the phone, "Hello? Ruby, anything for your humble servant?"
Amos, sitting beside him with a glass of wine that was supposed to go into his mouth, accidentally spilled it onto his clothes upon hearing Liam's joking tone. He looked at Liam in surprise.
Only to see Liam acting like a bootlicker—was this really Liam Moore?
Just now, he had been so cold. How could his demeanor completely change like that?
"Where are you?" came Roselyn Mercer's icy voice from the other end.
"Uh, uh...," Liam was too scared to admit he was at a bar. If his big brother found out he brought Ruby to such a place, he'd be done for.
"A bar?"
It wasn't that Roselyn was particularly smart, but modern people didn't go to fancy places late at night—they were usually at home or hitting the bars.
