Chapter 49

"Busy?" Trystan snorted. "Why wasn't she this busy before? Call her now and tell her to come over immediately to pick up her stuff." Greta hesitated for a moment before nodding reluctantly. "Okay." She started dialing Bethany's number. "Put it on speaker!" Trystan said expressionlessly. Greta put it on the speakerphone. After a while, Bethany finally answered, "Hello? Greta, what's up?" Greta glanced at Trystan, who remained silent, and reluctantly said, "Madam, Mr. Lawson would like to know if you have time to come and pick up your luggage tonight." Bethany frowned irritably. Why did he care about whether or not she picked up her belongings when he didn't even go home? Her tone wasn't very pleasant. "Not tonight. Let's talk about this afterward." Greta glanced at Trystan again. "You must come and pick them up tonight. Or else they'll be thrown out," Trystan said coldly. Bethany was surprised that Trystan was actually pressuring Greta to make the call right there. She couldn't