Chapter 71 I Approve

Arthur scrambled to catch the phone. When Cleo saw he had a good grip on it, she finally let out a breath of relief.

Her phone was so old that if it hit the floor, it'd probably be done for. She'd have to get a new one for sure.

"What do you mean by this, Silas?" Arthur asked, holding the phone with a puzzled look on his face.

Silas shot him a glare. "Take a good look at the paper on the phone!"

"