Chase smoked two cigarettes in a row. His throat felt parched.
Meanwhile, his handsome face darkened.
He couldn't take it anymore.
He took out his phone and took the initiative to call Hazel.
"Ring!"
Hazel's phone started to ring.
It was a pity that Hazel missed the call as she was still in the bathroom, practicing facial management and body movements.
"Ring!"
The phone was still not connected.
"Hello, the person you've dialed is currently unavailable…"
"Damn!" Chase cursed.
With a bang, the phone slammed to the ground.
"This damned woman! How dare she not answer my call!" Chase cursed in his mind.
Andy frowned upon seeing this.
He picked up the phone, whipped out the SIM card, and replaced it with another phone.
This was the fifth phone that Chase had broken this month. "No wonder people say that the rich can do whatever they want," his assistant thought to himself.
