Luna assumed he was now enraged.
If he called Wills Waltson, he would undoubtedly say something extreme. She didn't want Wills Waltson to misinterpret her.
She instantly followed him out after seeing the decadent Aven Harris on the ground.
She ran for a long time before finally catching up to Benjeming Waltson.
He had already taken out his phone and was preparing to make a call, as expected.
"Hang up first," she stated solemnly as she took a step forward.
Benjeming Waltson had intended to reply 'whereby,' but after seeing her serious expression, he paused for a moment before hanging up the phone.
"Do you have anything further to say?"
"First, tell me what you want to say to your third brother."
"Tell him you hugged him behind his back."
"So you didn't even hear the conversation before and after. So, you're going to sue me based only on the scene you witnessed?"
"What did you say?" said Benjeming Waltson, clutching his chest in annoyance.