It was Damon's phone that rang.
The light in Damon's eyes flashed, and he immediately straightened up, putting some distance between the two of them.
He took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID on the screen, and pressed his eyebrows down.
He turned to look out of the window, picked up the phone, and put it to his ear.
"Damon, where are you?" a sweet female voice came from the other side.
Adele could vaguely hear that it was Clara's voice. In an instant, she sobered up a little.
If not for this phone call just now, she didn't know what they would do.
Adele was a little resentful of her own ignorance. Every time she faced Damon's face, she couldn't control herself.