With that, he directly hung up the phone, leaving no room for Bill to say anything else.

In the Living room of the Jenkins family, Bill, Vivian, and Patricia Looked at one another in confusion.

Julie was the only one who continued to calmly drink her cup of tea calmly, with an amused smile on her face.

“Dad! What did you say that? A small matter? You should have just told him you need to talk to Maria about something important!" Vivian said sharply, glaring at her father.

Bill looked distressed.

How was it his fault?

Even over the phone, Anthony was so intimidating that it had turned Bill into a blithering mess.

Moreover, Bill had a feeling that even if he did say that he needed to talk to Maria about something important, Anthony would refuse to wake her up.

It was as if in Anthony's eyes, nothing was more important than Maria's sleep.

“Then we'll wait. Maria will call us back when she wakes up," Patricia said, sinking back into the sofa in resignation.

"Of course! She won't dare to not call me back," Bill sneered.

After about two hours, as expected, Bill received a call from Maria.

“Hello?”

This time, it was Maria's Languid voice coming through the phone, which made Bill feel relieved.

He coughed and pursed his Lips together in disapproval, not caring that Maria couldn't see his expression.

“Maria, where are you?"

Hearing her father's words, Vivian pricked her ears up immediately.

She wanted to be prepared. If Maria didn't admit that she was in Broome, Vivian would instantly debunk her Lie and insult this country girl!

“Me? I'm in Broome," Maria drawled, punctuating her sentence with a yawn.

“You are in Broome? Why? Who said you could go there? Tell me!"