"Hey, Lola."
"What were you doing? Are you okay? When are you coming down?"
The light on her face suddenly dimmed, and Abigail Hemsworth took a deep breath, "It's alright, just wait a moment for me, I'll be down soon."
"Then hurry up, okay?"
"Okay."
Hanging up the phone and putting it in her bag, Abigail Hemsworth's palm was already covered with cold sweat.
"Eldest Miss Hemsworth, I said we have quite a connection, isn't it true?"
Felix Fairfax appeared very calm at this moment, as if he wasn't the one who had just been caught here.
Abigail forced herself to calm down, smiled, and slowly walked towards him.
"Did Young Master Fairfax come to the wrong place?"
Felix chuckled lightly, "Of course not. It's a rare weekend, how could Eldest Miss Hemsworth be here at this time?"
Abigail didn't speak, and after a while, she slowly opened her mouth and asked, "You don't seem very concerned about being caught by me."
