Lance was silent again.
Yvette was a little stunned. She felt that Lance was very strange tonight.
Just as she was about to ask, she heard a slight cough coming from inside the room.
It sounded like Bobby was coughing.
Yvette was so scared that she covered the speaker and whispered, "I'm sleeping. Let's talk tomorrow."
Then, she hung up the phone.
Dudu.
Lance thought the series of busy voices sounded like a song played to mock him.
He could not describe the feelings in his heart at this moment.
He should not have ended the meeting in advance and happily returned to New York.
He should not have been looking around anxiously because he could not get through Yvette's phone.
He shouldn't have come to the Bronx to look for her after knowing her whereabouts.
Just now, Lance was still comforting himself.