"Hey--"
Dillon wanted to ask more questions, but the Izabella was already running downstairs with her suitcase.
He tsked and ran to the balcony, just in time to see Starry getting out of the car and Wyatt getting out of the driver's seat.
Dillon narrowed his eyes and thought about the night Filip called him out of the blue and asked him how to pursue girls.
He turned his phone around for a while and finally called Filip.
Dillon looked downstairs and couldn't help but tap his hand on the railing.
Filip woke up in the morning to a phone call from Dillon.
He answered the phone, and his face was darker than the light inside the dimly lit room, "Say."
"Woke you up, huh?"
As soon as Dillon heard him say that, he knew he was up and about, and he wasn't in a hurry to talk about things.
After all, this kind of opportunity in flirting with him does not come often.
"Very idle, are you?"
Filip took a look at the time on one side and his face became even more ugly.
"No, I just wanted to ask you, we haven't gone skiing for a long time either, while the weather is still fine."
Filip hung up the call straight away, however Dillon called back the next second.
If he doesn't answer, he keeps calling.
Filip's sleepiness is completely gone, he picked up a remote control to open the curtains, and got up into the checkroom to pick out an outfit, "It's been a long time since I practiced, see you at Boxing Hall later."
Since he is so idle, he will find something for him to do.
Dillon heard him say this, and did not dare to tease: "Ahem, to be serious, I do want to go skiing. Izabella woke me up early this morning to pack up her things, and she said Starry had asked her to go skiing. This is, Starry and Wyatt are now picking up Izabella at my doorstep."
"I'm not looking at them like this, but also some intention, if you are busy, I will call Freddie forget!"
Filip is not a fool, he would not be able to catch the point of his words, "Where did Izabella go skiing?"
"I think it was something Manor, I can't remember, it was early in the morning, Izabella woke me up. Where did you say you were going?"
Filip's buttoned-up movements paused for a moment as he glanced at his phone, which had been thrown on the bed, and said expressionlessly, "Go skiing."
"Is that so? I think I just heard something about practicing, you haven't practiced for a while."
Filip put his shirt back on and picked up the phone on his bed, "Which Manor?"
Dillon watched Wyatt and their car drive away and stopped talking poor: "Myora Manor."
Just as the words were spoken, the phone was hung up.
Dillon: "......"
Filip hung up Dillon's phone and dialed Austin's number directly.
Today, the secretary ran a group building, scheduled for eight o'clock, Austin has asked Filip yesterday, Filip clearly said not to participate.
When he suddenly received a call from Filip, Austin's face changed and Albert, who had just arrived, wondered, "Austin, your phone is ringing, why don't you answer it?"
Austin showed him his phone and when he saw the caller ID, Albert's face fell: "Why is Mr. Pearson calling you at this hour? Working late?"
Austin shook his head, raised his hand to his lips in a silent gesture, and then pressed answer: "Good morning, Mr. Pearson."
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