Answering the call, Michael took a drag of his cigarette and stood by the roadside.
“Finally decided to call me back, huh?” he teased.
“I was tied up earlier. What’s going on?” Dave’s voice came through clearly.
Exhaling smoke, Michael chuckled. “Nothing much. Just saw Bianca dancing with Vincent and Paige’s godson at the dinner party. They looked close and seemed perfect together. And I overheard Paige saying she wants Bianca to marry her godson.”
Upon hearing this, Dave tensed up, his expression darkening.
Michael continued, “By the way, that young man drove Bianca home himself. It’s late now, and since they’re both single, do you think they might spend the night together?”
There was silence on the other end of the line.
“Dave, I’ve known many women like Bianca. Just enjoy her company, as I suggested earlier. Don’t get too serious about her.”