chapter 19 Vincent Ross

On the phone, the voice had a thick accent, like a butler of a British aristocrat. He sounded respectful and a bit serious, which was very convincing.

However.

Aston Gray sneered.

"Miss me? Do you miss me or my heart? Haha!!!"

"Master, you have misunderstood the old man, he..."

The voice on the other side seemed to want to explain, but soon changed his tone, "Master, since you have dialed this number, it means that you have figured out when you will come...