Marcus Shaw grabbed another glass of water as he walked toward the study, pulling out his constantly vibrating phone from his pocket.
[Oliver Scott]: Are you there?
[Oliver Scott]: I'm taking a break from being anti-social, hoping to chat.
[Oliver Scott]: [Harassment]×100
[Oliver Scott]: [Harassment]×100
...
The screen was flooded.
Marcus Shaw had enough.
[Marcus Shaw]: What's gotten into you?
[Oliver Scott]: There's something I'm hesitating to tell you.
[Marcus Shaw]: Spit it out.
[Oliver Scott]: I'm still hesitating.
[Marcus Shaw]: Then shut up.
Oliver really fell silent, not replying instantly.
Marcus Shaw tossed his phone on the desk, planning to continue studying the book Nora Scott had given him.
Not even five minutes later, the phone started vibrating again.
[Oliver Scott]: Last week, my dad brought a daughter home.
[Oliver Scott]: Had her with another woman.
