264 His True Identity

Dylan held Mr. Satan's phone in his hand, Emily's name displayed on the screen, but he couldn't answer it right now.

The phone rang incessantly, making him anxious. When the ringing finally stopped, he breathed a sigh of relief.

His boss had too many secrets, and Emily was too smart. He feared that if he answered, he might inadvertently reveal something and cause trouble for his boss.

They were at a law firm. Mr. Satan had been inside for over two hours and still hadn't come out.

A few minutes later, the phone rang again.

It was Emily, once more.

He endured another agonizing three minutes until the ringing stopped, nearly throwing the phone in frustration.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared at the entrance of the law firm.

Dylan, seeing his boss, hurried over as if he had seen a savior. "Boss..."

"Hmm?" Mr. Satan seemed distracted, lost in thought, and not particularly interested in talking.

Dylan handed him the phone. "Boss, Emily called."