The voice that Joanna had not heard for four years was still as cold and distant as she remembered it to be.
Joanna listened quietly, with a calm expression and no inner turmoil.
"Umm, M-Mr. Moran, sorry to bother you…"
Elon did not expect Ace to pick up this fast, so he got nervous and stammered incoherently, "It's like this… My niece, Joanna, just got back to the City today. It's a real surprise to see her again after she disappeared for so many years. You've taken good care of me in the last few years, so I want to invite you to my house for a meal together with Joanna. You…"
'There's no need."
Ace, on the other end of the phone, refused without any hesitation or emotion.
After that, without saying anything else, he hung up the phone.
"But Mr. Moran… Mr. Moran?"
Elon called out to him a few more times but the only response he got was the sound of a disconnected call.