"Why are you calling me? This isn't like you. Shouldn't you be thinking about how to avoid me?"
At this moment, Aria Grant had already sat up. She had been wrapped up in the blankets before, so even though she was sitting up now, she still felt breathless.
"Why should I avoid you? I haven't done anything wrong!"
Thomas Yates seemed to laugh when he heard that, but Aria Grant had no idea what he found amusing.
"Right, you haven't done anything wrong. So tell me, what did you call to talk about? Were you calling to ask if I had eaten?"
"When are you and George Flack coming back?"
"Is George Flack not answering your calls? Why did you think to ask me?"
Aria Grant couldn't be bothered to explain all this. If Thomas Yates wasn't going to tell her, then she would let it go.
Seeing that Aria Grant wasn't speaking anymore, Thomas Yates just said directly, "A few more days, we need to communicate properly with the client. There are some tasks to be done."