“Hello, Miss, may I ask who is speaking?!”
“It’s, it’s Queenie Martin!”
“Queenie Martin?! Are you the daughter of Chairman Martin?!”
“Yes, indeed! My grandpa is sick again, but my father is not here, so he told me to call you!”
“Damn!” Vincent swore.
After all, he considered her as a liar and almost delayed his treatment for Mr. Martin.
Why so soon anyway?
Was he sick because of lithiasis? Why it happened so soon like a mudslide?!
“What?” Queenie couldn’t believe her ears and her voice changed at the same time.
“Uh, sorry, I didn’t mean to scold you! I’ll be there soon!” Vincent rushed out as he said.
“Younger Master, may I get you a car?” Jodie asked from behind.
“Don’t bother! I can take a taxi.”
“Oh, forget it! My car is here! Let me send you over!!” Howard supported his wif
