Aron did not know what the person on the other side of the line said, but it looked like the man in front of him must have been rejected.
"Terrence..." Aron rubbed his hands and wanted to say something but stopped.
Terrence threw his phone back with a sinister expression and then opened a bottle of wine.
"Call Brynlee."
"Yes."
Ever since Alexa hung up Terrence's call, she tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.
Alexa wondered, Terrence is an adult, but why is he still so childish?
The last time I went to the clubhouse to pick him up, he also drank a lot of wine.
Did he want to die?
Thinking about it, Alexa sat up, simply cleaned up, and prepared to pick Terrence up.
However, her phone rang, and she got a message.
It was a picture from Brynlee, and the main character was Terrence.
Terrence was sleeping peacefully on a strange big bed. There was a mess of men's and women's clothes on the ground.