Damon’s phone was buzzing non-stop during dinner, but after getting a few death stares from Grandma, he decided to silence it.
The phone started ringing again shortly after they got in the car.
Damon glanced at his phone and mounted it, and then turned to her and said, "Hook up the Bluetooth for me."
He said this while putting on his Bluetooth headset, driving single-handedly, and pulling out of the mansion.
Chloe bent over, her slender fingers silently working on his phone screen.
After that, the car was filled with Damon’s deep and indifferent voice, speaking in different languages. She could vaguely understand French, German, and Russian.
He switched between languages effortlessly, sounding pleasing to the ear.
In between, he hung up a few calls, and by the end, he picked up another call. Chloe was guessing what language he would speak this time, but she heard Damon say in a slightly deep voice, “What?”
Well, he was speaking in his mother tongue.
Damon turned off the Bluetooth, and the voice from the call could be heard in the car.
"Damon, you've been back for a while now. Shouldn't we catch up?"
A man's voice, deep and casual, with a hint of irreverence.
"No time." His tone was curt and indifferent.
"..." Chloe, sitting in the passenger seat, turned her head silently towards the window.
Hmm...no time.
"When will you have time?"
"In a few days."
"How many days exactly?"
"Beep beep beep…"
Sitting in a high-end private room, Kane Ziems stared at his phone for a long time, muttering "shit" under his breath.
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