Dustin kept dialing and making calls while he drove. However, no matter how many times he dialed, Dahlia never answered.
For some reason, Dustin was anxious. It felt as if something important was slowly slipping out of his grasp.
He stepped on the accelerator and headed straight for Nicholson Villa. Ever since they got divorced, he’d never set foot in that place again. But at that moment, he couldn’t care less.
After he arrived, he rushed to the entrance, ringing the doorbell and pounding on the door persistently.
“How rude! Can’t you knock gently?” Following the annoyed voice, the door opened.
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