"Boss, it's about time. Everyone's here. Should we set off?"
A subordinate came over, glanced at the time, and then said to him.
Noah Drexler nodded briefly, just about to turn around when the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
He raised his hand, took out the phone, glanced at the screen, frowned slightly, and then answered.
"What's up?"
"Yes, it's something important. You should come back," Flynn Hughes's leisurely voice came through the phone.
Upon hearing this, Noah Drexler showed an impatient look, unwilling to say more, and hung up the phone with a look of disdain.
Just as he turned to step onto the stairs, the phone vibrated again.
Noah Drexler looked at the phone and again showed an unhappy expression.
"Are you free?" He answered the call, saying a little angrily.
"Are you really not coming back?" Flynn Hughes's puzzled voice came through the phone.
