Godfery Shaw tightly clutched the phone.
As if fearing that if he didn't hold it tight enough, the voice on the other end would vanish.
Was Amelia Wright going to give him a gift?
It wasn't for Julius Shaw, it was for him, Godfery Shaw.
Amelia, on the other end of the line, didn't hear a response and spoke again, "Julius Shaw?"
Still, there was no sound.
Amelia glanced at the phone screen, showing the call was connected, she raised her voice, "Hey, Julius Shaw, can you hear me?"
Finally, Godfery Shaw snapped out of his shock, his entire ears turning red, "I can hear you, my... brother, he likes everything, he's not picky."
Amelia chuckled, "Such a person who demands so much of everyone, if he's not considered picky, then who is?"
The recent calls with Julius Shaw had become more frequent, the two had grown closer, and Amelia would occasionally joke with him.
