Chapter 691

At this hour, a call like that could only mean one thing. There was an answer.

Arthur no longer intended to keep anything from Clara. Good or bad, she had the right to know.

The moment Clara saw Lydia's name, her body tensed. Arthur had not said a word, but she could already guess why Lydia was calling.

At her side, Buster seemed to sense her tension. It rubbed its head lightly against her leg, of