Chapter 664

Dylan held his phone in the Sicily Pub. "Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently busy." He frowned, putting down the phone. "What's going on? Could he be intentionally ignoring me?" Dylan held his phone, looking at the darkened screen, grumbling unhappily. Jonas sat opposite him, his fingertips playing chess. Hearing Dylan's discontented tone, he said, "You're calling at the wrong time." Dylan was taken aback, then said, "Wrong time? What do you mean by the wrong time? "He never goes to bed early. It's only ten o'clock. He's always busy until eleven or twelve before he sleeps. How could it not be the right time?" Hearing this ignorant remark, Jonas simply ignored Dylan. He continued playing his chess and did not bother meddling anymore. When Dylan saw that Jonas ignored him, he suddenly had a realization. "Ah! I know! He's getting it done!" After saying that, Dylan furrowed his brows. "Could it be? Naomi wouldn't agree, right? "No, it's impossible. Both of them never t