Chapter 2270

"Certainly, Miss. Is there anything else you need?" "No, just send it up quickly," Tiffany replied. One phone call, and it was done. Callum's face fell slightly when he realized Tiffany was not even going to leave the room. He had hoped to find an excuse to get her out, giving him a chance to observe and possibly escape. Nonetheless, at least he knew the room number was 1143. That was something. Callum did not lose heart and silently encouraged himself to stay calm, not showing fear. "I've ordered snacks for you. Now talk. You can eat when the food arrives," Tiffany urged. "That won't work. I can't think straight when I'm this hungry," Callum protested, though his mouth continued to run. Tiffany was not having it and grabbed his chubby cheeks forcefully. Callum's eyebrows scrunched up in pain as he whimpered, and his once pale cheeks were red from the force when she finally let go. She scoffed. "Fine. You won't live long anyway, so I'll let you have your way this on