Amber called Ernesto after she finished work, but Brice answered the call.
"Ammy, why weren't you with Dad to come pick me up from school just now?"
"Because I worked overtime today. I'll pick you up from school tomorrow, okay?"
If Brice was answering the call, that meant Ernesto was home right now.
He really didn't bother to wait for her.
"Can you come home soon, Ammy? I miss you."
Brice was laying against her seat in the black Maybach, holding her father's large smartphone in her little hand.
Amber softened at the girl's tone. "Okay."
On Brice's end, after she hung up the call, she turned to her father who was by her side and asked, "Dad, why did you want me to say I want Ammy to come home soon? Weren't you the one who wanted that?"
Ernesto patted his daughter's head. "Ammy like
