The butler quickly retrieved the cell phone and dialed Zhuo Jinman's number.
Upon seeing the call from the elder Mrs. Jiang, Zhuo Jinman hesitated for a moment.
Although the Jiang Family had fallen from grace, the elder Mrs. Jiang still retained the imposing air from her younger years; fooling her was no easy task.
After giving a few instructions to the people around her, she finally picked up the phone.
The elder Mrs. Jiang's voice was full and strong on the phone, "Dr. Zhuo, I hear you've kept one of our Jiang Family guests? Are you dissatisfied with the way the Jiang Family hosts and have thus taken it upon yourself to extend the hospitality of the Zhuo Family?"
"You jest, elder lady, not at all. It's just that Mr. Jiang Yaowang has some old ties with me, and since he took the trouble to come to the Beicheng Continent, naturally I wanted to invite him for a meal to catch up. It's not as serious as you suggest."