Emilia Sullivan sat in front of the vanity mirror in a good mood, applying skincare products when she noticed from the corner of her eye that her phone was ringing. She said carelessly, "Who is it, calling you so late at night? It's not someone from the company again, is it?"
Jeff Quinlan walked over to pick up the phone, looked down, and saw it was a call from Mr. Vinson. His brows immediately furrowed, and a sense of foreboding filled his mind.
As he headed out, he said, "I'm going to take a call."
Seeing him hurry out with the phone, Emilia Sullivan said unhappily, "It's already nine o'clock at night, can't they wait until tomorrow to discuss their urgent matters? It's so annoying, they don't even let you sleep."
Hearing her complaint, Jeff Quinlan went out, closed the door behind him, shutting out her voice, and walked downstairs while putting on his coat and answering the call.