"He is going to fly back to the Philippines today for an urgent meeting regarding what my father did. I'm just not sure what time his flight is---"
She didn't get to finish her sentence as she was shocked when I stood up.
"Where are you going?" she asked, her eyes filled with confusion when she wiped the already-dried tears on her face.
"I have to go, I need to talk to him!" I emphasized the word 'need'.
"Oh, o- okay..." she nodded, and I didn't wait any longer for her next words as I ran towards the entrance.
But I was surprised the moment I got back in my car and I saw her running in my direction.
"Sam, wait!"
I waited for her to reach my direction and was about to ask why she ran and followed me but ...
"He's not staying in his parents' house."
"Huh?"
"He's staying in his condo in---"
"Wait a minute--- how did you find out he doesn't stay in his parents' house but in his condo?"