Incoming Call

Villain Ch 1412. Incoming Call

His fingers tightened around his phone as his eyes flicked toward the girls. They were still laughing, still teasing each other about sleeping arrangements, about who would steal the best pillows tonight.

And somehow…

He didn't want to ruin that.

Allen exhaled, shoved his phone in his pocket, grabbed his shirt, and pulled it on quickly.

Then, before anyone could notice the shift in his expression, he forced a small smile and turned back to them.

"I need to make a quick call," he said casually.

Shea looked up, raising an eyebrow. "Don't take too long, okay?"

Allen nodded. "Yeah. I won't."

And with that, he walked out of the room.

The second he was out of their sight, his face dropped.

No more forced smiles.

No more pretending everything was fine.