Claudia halted and picked up the call. Seeing an unfamiliar number, she frowned.

Delilah seemed to be growing increasingly stubborn.

"Delilah, instead of relentlessly pursuing me, why not focus on securing your marriage with Anthony?”

“Miss Marshall, it's me."

A deep, rich voice flowed from the phone, startling Claudia. She accidentally struck the piano keys, the sound causing the birds outside to scatter in fright.

Realizing her erroneous assumption, Claudia felt a hint of embarrassment. "Mr. Dreskin?"

“I'm at your villa."

Peering out the window, Claudia spotted a Bentley parked outside.

“What's the reason for your visit, Mr. Dreskin?"

Given her injured leg, descending the stairs was quite a task, hence her question.

No sooner had she spoken, she remembered why Bennett was here.

Apparently, Bennett was surprised at her question. He chuckled, “Are you toying with me?"

“No, Mr. Dreskin, Let me explain. I..."

Explain what?

Would she admit to being out of her senses? Should she confess that she only intended to use him to irritate Anthony when she made the request?

But she hesitated, feeling as if she'd crossed a line.

Despite being uncertain about Bennett's plans, it was evident he was serious about his offer.

"So you are playing with my emotions, aren't you?”

Bennett's voice echoed again. Claudia hastily denied, "No, I... I'll get down right away.“

Before she could finish, she heard Bennett's voice from behind.

"Considering your injury, you might need my assistance."

Claudia was at a loss for words.