While the car was moving, I remained silent, thinking of ways to escape. I jumped when I heard the phone ring; it was my own phone.
I glanced at Plerng, who looked at me as if annoyed by the sound of my phone, so I quickly picked it up to answer the call. However, the screen was difficult to touch, and even after swiping my finger ten times, I still couldn't answer it.
"Mute your phone," Plerng said, displeased as the ringtone continued.
"Yes," I replied.
I quickly turned off the phone to stop the noise because the side mute button was broken. I needed a small stick to press the button and lower the volume.
Plerng looked at the phone in my hand before shifting his gaze to my face, then sighed heavily.
"Let's go to the mall first," Plerng said again, ordering the driver.
I felt relie
