"Yes, that's exactly how I feel. We have the same point of view." Kingsley's voice was nice. When he said these words, it sounded even nicer.
Sherman was lost for words.
It seemed like it was simply his own feeling.
Sherman wanted to eat spaghetti, so they went to a nearby Italian restaurant. They ordered spaghetti and cream of mushroom soup.
Sherman got up to go to the bathroom, and after she left, her phone rang.
Kingsley glanced at the phone on the table. It was an unfamiliar number. He didn't answer it.
But, the phone kept ringing until Kingsley answered the phone.
When Kingsley answered the phone, a questioning voice immediately came from the other side of the phone, "What's wrong? Is something wrong? It took you so long to answer the phone."
It was Billy's voice.
Kingsley picked up the cup with one hand and lightly sipped the coffee. "She went to the bathroom. If there's anything you want to say, I can pass it on to
her, Mr. Day."
Back then, Billy had said the same words.
This time, it was Billy who was unhappy. He snorted," You pass it on to her? Who are you to pass it on to her? Where are you now?"
Ignoring his questions, Kingsley directly hung up his phone.
He had no intention of answering the phone, but it kept ringing. He thought maybe it was an emergency, s o he made an exception and answered it.
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