He hung up the phone and looked at her. “Pumpkin, I’m busy...”

“Go ahead then.” She waved her hands. “I’ll look for them by myself, I don’t need your help.”

Simon was so pissed off that he almost spat blood. Why hadn’t he found Hazel would act so shamelessly? The point was that he couldn’t do anything to her yet. If this girl really kicked up a row, it would be difficult to deal with.

“Aren’t you going?” looking at him, who wore a gloomy face, she asked. “You’re ...