[WARNING: CHAPTER MIGHT CAUSE DISCOMFORT TO SOME. IT IS NOT ADVISABLE FOR 17 YEARS OLD AND BELOW. PROCEED WITH CAUTION. MATURE CONTENT AHEAD]
Just as Ethan Lu was at the door entrance, he felt a vibrating device inside his suit pocket. Out of habit, his steps slowed down as he slid his hand inside his pocket suit— checking who might be the person personally calling him.
Upon laying his eyes on his phone's monitor screen, his brows furrowed seeing it was Morris Liu calling without short notice. He glanced at the door while he stopped in his tracks before Ethan Lu answered the call.
Within a second of pressing the answer button, the line connected which graced him to hear Morris Liu's voice afterward.
"Next week will be a good date." As vague and short it could be, Morris Liu informed. If Ethan Lu didn't know what he was talking about, he wouldn't have a single clue of his subject.