Hearing these words, Violet held the phone and buried her head in the pillow, biting her lips and crying.
This call was on speakerphone, everyone in the room heard it, they wanted to hear if there was anything unusual about him.
The girl's sobs were like the sobs of a small animal entering her ears. Bellamy pursed his lips and callously hung up.
The person in charge stared at Bellamy and couldn't help but "Girls are really troublesome. When they're intimate, they're coy, when they're noisy and want to see them, they cry."
Bellamy frowned, clearly losing patience. He coldly "How much longer will it take?"