Chapter 1998

“Yeah. Her phone is with me.” Chester furtively glanced over at Eliza. “She’s having porridge on the bed.” Having porridge on the bed… His words made her think of something. Within a few seconds, a campy plot flashed in Freya’s mind. Could Chester have taken advantage of Eliza while the two of them were drunk yesterday and that they just only got up? Freya was worried sick. “Chester, you b*stard! What have you done to Eliza?” Her voice was so loud that Eliza heard what she said too. Could not bear with Chester anymore, Eliza extended her hand. “Chester, pass me my phone.” “Beg me.” Chester raised his brows. Eliza had an overwhelming urge to throw the porridge at his face there and then, but she held it in. She must not act on impulse when dealing with people like Chester. Who knew if he would duck her head into the sink? She did not want to go through what she did yesterday. On the other end, Freya insisted on having Eliza answer the call. However, Chester responded, “Eliza