"I don't know what you're talking about."
Hugo Hayes's footsteps halted, and he had no intention of admitting: "If there's nothing else, I'm going to hang up now; I'm busy."
"Hugo Hayes, are you sure you want to keep hiding it from me?" Samuel Hayes's tone had already become displeased, "Just come to Summerland, and your lies will fall apart without being attacked."
Hugo Hayes responded lightly: "Really? Well then, you're welcome anytime."
Without giving Samuel Hayes a chance to speak,
Hugo Hayes hung up the phone directly.
Europe.
Hayes Tower.
Samuel Hayes stared at the hung-up phone, his face quickly darkening.
His own son whom he raised by hand
Now dares to hang up his phone at every turn?
Samuel Hayes laughed bitterly in his anger and coldly said, "Prepare the plane; I'll go to Summerland myself."
His words had just finished.
A phone call came in, disrupting Samuel Hayes's plans.
A few seconds later.
He hung up the phone with a stern face.