"Lora!...." Cindy called again, holding tightly to her phone. She heard a knock on her room door, making her to quickly end the call, as she saw her mother walk in.
"Good evening, Mom," Cindy greeted, and Mrs. Bola smiled at her.
"I heard your voice just now, and I wonder what's wrong. Who were you talking to?" Mrs. Bola asked, as she was just returning from their company and unable to head to the market due to heavy traffic.
"It's Lora. We were just conversing," Cindy replied, her face flushed red, and Mrs. Bola raised an eyebrow.
"What were you both conversing about?" Mrs. Bola asked, and Cindy smiled as she looked up at her mother.
"Mom, it's just normal ladies' talk," Cindy said with a sweet smile as she took off her black coat, revealing her red shirt.
"Okay. Do it quickly and c
