“Aren’t you busy?”
Alana’s voice came from the earpiece, which seemed to be outside, with noisy background sounds.
Julian glanced at Mr. Liang, who was still bleeding on his knees.
“Well, I’m not busy.”
As soon as Julian’s voice fell, the tears of Mrs. Liang, who was half of her body hanging outside the window, fell.
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