Suzanne Trent was originally lying on the sofa, but she seemed to faintly hear Benjamin Collins' voice coming from Mason King's phone.
She turned her head and glanced in the direction of the man, peeping over the back of the sofa.
Mason King had just come out of the shower, holding his phone in one hand and draping a towel over his shoulder with the other. She could vaguely hear Benjamin Collins' voice, but couldn't quite make out the content of the conversation.
Mason King said, "I got it."
After hanging up, he saw Suzanne's face pressed against the back of the sofa, her eyes peering at him. She blinked a few times and asked, "Is there something in the United States that you need to deal with? Luke Laurent went there earlier."
"It's not a big deal, just some leftover issues from a financial case we invested in years ago." Mason King put down his phone, walked over, and touched Suzanne's already dry hair. "It's almost eleven o'clock, aren't you going to sleep?"