Chapter 533 I’m a Little Reserved

Tamara groaned. She didn’t even take a single glance at the rose. How was she supposed to notice that his contact number was hidden in it? “Give me his contact number,” repeated Tamara. Margot sent Tamara a number. “Here you go. This is his number. Just give him a call.” Tamara immediately called up the number. Margot crossed her arms and smiled in amusement at Tamara. The phone rang a few times before the call connected. A hoarse voice was heard. “Hello?” Tamara went straight to the point. “Come out. Let’s have a talk.” The person on the other side of the call seemed to be stunned, but he quickly recovered and chuckled lowly. “Are you finally going to take responsibility for me, Miss Moore?” Tamara ended the call. Margot’s jaw dropped. “Holy shit. That was fast.” Tamara’s eyebrows knitted tightly together. “I don’t want to hear his bullshit.” Margot let out a helpless sigh. She touched her forehead and said, “Fine. You can decide for yourself. I have an appointment with