Dashiell took out his vibrating phone and saw her still standing there, he furrowed his brow. "Hurry up."
"Now, now?" Liora widened her eyes in astonishment, seeing him impatiently. She quickly got up and hurried upstairs. "Wait, I'll go look for it."
Seeing her rushing, Dashiell's brow slightly creased imperceptibly. Finlo hadn't even spoken anything on the phone yet, but he heard Dashiell's freezing voice asking, "What's the matter?"
Finlo: "..."
"The TY Charity Gala is waiting for you to deliver the speech. You had reserved fifteen minutes, and it's almost time now." Finlo quickly explained.
"Wait me five minutes." Dashiell hung up the phone.
Finlo couldn't figure out what important matter Dashiell still had, so he kept flipping through the schedule.
Liora ran to the room, rummag
