The instant I saw him, I froze for a moment, then asked with concern, "Why haven't you left yet? Are you still not feeling well?"
He looked up at me and gave a faint smile. "I’m waiting for a phone call."
It was then that I noticed two identical black phones placed side by side on the coffee table in front of him.
I immediately understood his intention. He was testing me. It seemed he had already begun to suspect me.
Carrying the bag in my hand, I walked over and placed it on the coffee table, right next to the two phones. Then I sank lazily into the sofa and said weakly, "I'm tired. I was supposed to be born into a rich family. So I won’t need to do all this stuff by myself."
He glanced at the bag I had put down and asked, "What did you buy?"
I smirked inwardly. He was on the ho
