Crystal was unable to suppress the anger and anxiety, throwing a series of questions to bombard Vic.
"Sorry, I didn't hear you just now. Miss Smith, I think that you have to come and persuade the young master to go back, I am afraid he will only listen to you."
Vic's voice sounded a bit strange.
Crystal's breathing was suddenly stagnant, "Where are you now?"
"At the entrance of the club, we have already come out."
"Then I have to pick you up? Could you give the address, I will come to pick you up!"
"Uh...well, I see. We are fine, you can rest now, it's already late." Vic's voice suddenly became flustered.
"Are you coming back now?"
"Well... young master still has something to deal with, so we won't go back to the hospital tonight. Miss Smith, good night."
"Is Nathan listening? Why doesn't he answer the phone?"
Beep...