“What?! You gotta be kidding me!”
Upon hearing this, Oliver stopped dead in his tracks, especially after hearing her faintly pained breathing, he became even more convinced that she was not joking.
“Who’s kidnapped you? Where are you now? Xan, don’t you scare your uncle like this!”
Xanthea’s ears almost rang with the barrage of anxious questions from Oliver. Just as she was about to move the phone away from her ear, it was suddenly snatched by Orion.
“Hey! Orion, why are you taking my phone!”
Orion: “Mr. Lopez, it’s me.”
“Mr. Lockwood?”
Hearing Orion’s voice, Oliver’s anxiety immediately subsided, “If it’s you, then I’m relieved.”
Xanthea overheard and was baffled. Why on earth would her uncle feel reassured knowing the kidnapper was Orion? If anything, that should make him even more nervous! He is the most dangerous, even more dangerous than ordinary kidnappers!
“Is Xan being mischievous again? Has she been causing any trouble?”
Orion glanced at Xanthea, who was making faces at him, and couldn’t help but smile, “Not at all, she’s been good.”
Xanthea rolled her eyes. She was always good; she didn’t need him vouching for her goodness!
“That’s good. When can Xan come back? I need to talk to her about something.”
“This afternoon.”
“Give me the phone!”
She snatched the phone back, sounding utterly wronged, “Mr. Lopez, whose uncle are you really, mine or Orion’s? How can you trust him so much, aren’t you afraid he might actually kidnap me?”
Oliver burst into laughter, “Why would Mr. Lockwood be as mischievous as a child like you?”
Hmph, he just doesn’t know him well enough!
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