No One Answered

Lucille parked the car and took out her phone to call Ronald. Beep... Beep... The call went through, but no one answered. Lucille frowned. ...... Meanwhile, in the faraway Dilsburg... On the second floor of the VIP lounge, Ronald walked side by side with Connor Millington in a well-tailored suit. They chatted while walking to the second floor. Ronald's expression did not change, and there was a constant faint smile on his face. In the past few months that he had spent in Dilsburg, as well as experiencing the pain of losing his mother, he had long lost his youth and tenderness. He was no longer the young man who would get beaten and robbed in the small woods of the school. He was no longer the young man who helped his mother sell snacks on the downtown street. Hatred was burning in his heart. In just a few months, he could talk and laugh with others, and he could also deal with all kinds of social activities with a poker face. The only thing that remained unchanged was that he always re