Howard Coleman couldn't bear to listen any longer.
In his memory, Madeleine, who was naturally proud, seldom chatted with a man so familiarly. It must be that this man named "Andrew Henris" held a significant place in her heart.
Even though Howard didn't want to listen, Madeleine's voice still penetrated his ears, "Alright then, I will wait in Ciawell for Mr. Henris's arrival... Yes, no problem, the day Mr. Henris arrives, I will definitely go to the airport personally to pick up Mr. Henris and show him around the entire capital city!... Mm, okay, bye-bye, got it, I'll go to bed early, good night."
The moment Madeleine hung up the phone, the driver just happened to stop the car right below the apartment where Madeleine lived.
Madeleine glanced out the window, saw that they had reached their destination, stuffed her phone into her bag, turned her head, and said to Howard, "I'm getting off."