“Mrs. Dreskin, you really have a terrible memory. Try to remember it at least."

Claudia racked her brain, but she still could not remember when she told him about it.

Bennett would not answer her, either.

In the end, she gave up. She huffed and shuffled off to the bathroom with a set of clothes to change into.

Bennett stared at the bathroom's closed door. Then, he let out a helpless sigh.